First off, THIS IS THE 100TH POST !!!!! Yay us !!!!
Second, this is something new we will be trying. Of course there will be more than one misfit. We have to figure how close to real life we want to make it. I just came up with the title and decided to run with it. I want to write but smut ain't really my thang....
Here goes...
According to Merriam-Webster's Learners Dictionary (yes, learners), a misfit is defined as:
"a person who is different from other people and who does not seem to belong in a particular group or situation".
Enter me. Now you may be wondering why such a well adjusted person as myself would label...myself, in such a way. Nah, probably not.
I shimmy along the outskirts of what is normal. Things I was once teased for are things that make me who I am. I do not comprehend the concept of conforming. I am who I am and those who don't like it can kick some rocks then smoke them.
Let's mosey along to this first adventure. Guess we'll tackle natural hair first.
I've been natural for.... 14 years? The majority of my friends are natural, both vets and newly transitioning. And I love it. Wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. I can do any-fucking-thing with my hair. ANYTHING. But, alas, you see no adventure in my struggle. Let me explain.
A day in the life of a natural chick, whose hair is not in a protective style (i.e. braids, weaves, under a wig...)
It all starts when you wake up. Stumble to the bathroom. Brush your teeth, wash your face. Look up in the mirror and see your wad of glorious natural locks packed to your scalp. Normally dry and tangled. I dare you to find your scalp.
You now have two options. One, hop in the shower, co wash and detangle with either a wide tooth comb or wide plastic bristle brush. Or, two, load your favorite spray bottle with warm water, conditioner and your favorite blend of oil, spray away, and begin the detangling process with two of the weapons listed above. There may be other options, but those aren't options for me. If you wanna dry detangle your hair, go forth, heaux, and let your ends split.
So, you chose option two. Upon finishing your detangle battle, which took about 15-20 minutes, you notice some flakes in the front of your hair. A lot of natural girls are plagued with this. It's not dandruff. It's like our scalps revert to that of a babies and we all get cradle cap. After frantically picking out the flakes, and I mean picking like you do an afro, you seem to be mostly flake free. Next battle.
You have made it quite far past the TWA phase (teeny weeny afro), but not quite to the Angela Davis. In other words, you afro doesn't look quite full and fabulous on it's own. You have to tie something around it. Now it can't be too tight, don't wanna pull your eyes and make yourself look Asian. You also don't wanna put too much tension on your edges. You know what those are, and you know who has damaged edges. You know, the broads who hairline start at the top of the head and right in front of they ears. You decide to tie a silk scarf around your hair to hold in moisture and tie it tight enough to hold your hair in place without giving yourself a headache.
The journey to twisting, washing, deep conditioning, etc... is a lot worse. And on top of that you are bombarded with basic heaux blogs. I been natural for blah blah months and this is my journey and what I've done. NDC, heaux! True, there are a few blogs out there with good information that I actually use and trust, but most of this shit is just that, SHIT!! You mean to tell me that my hair type, color and curl pattern, all that shit really matters? No. Not really. The same shit I do to my hair is that same shit my friends do and we all have different curl patterns, and all of us have healthy hair!! Hell, I get most of my advice for CurlyNikki and she has curls. I have them backwoods, huts in Africa kinks. And I'm fucking PROUD.
I'm quite sure I'll have another adventure in natural glory to blog about later but this is a good start, no ?
Welcome to the Adventures of a College Educated Misfit!
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