My husband came home and accused me of getting a haircut without telling him. A haircut’s not in our budget this month so it was like being accused of hiding a new little black dress in my closet. Okay, I’ve done it before but I promised I wouldn’t do it again.
On a constant basis, I get asked, “Did you get a haircut?” SIGH. It’s an innocuous question that gets annoying the more I get asked. The problem is that people don’t know too much about hair like mine, they don’t realize that my hair is “special.” It’s not like straight hair. It looks different depending on when I washed it, how long it’s been since I washed it, whether or not I ran out of gel or didn’t use any product at all. Based on these little details, it can look like I got body-snatched…or well, like I got a haircut.
Curls are not consistent. They have a mind of their own. So last night, I did something crazy. I washed my hair right before I went to bed. I usually don’t do this because who wants to sleep with a mass of wet gel on their head. Hours later when I woke up, my hair was about five inches shorter and vaguely similar to a Greek statue’s ringlets. Usually, sleeping on my (usually dry) hair makes it grow to massive proportions.
So 9 times out of 10, I haven’t gotten a haircut. I know it’s confusing. But honestly, because I keep my hair “natural,” I only get hair cuts every three or four months. So really, not very often. The other innocuous phrase, by the way, is when my hair looks particularly big (haven’t washed it for a while–remember, my hair is very DRY, it doesn’t need to be washed more than once a week), I get “you need a haircut.” Funny, I didn’t ask you for your opinion.
This has been a public service announcement from Aliza’s Afro.