LETTER TO MY HAIR
“As my crown, you say a lot about who I am. I used to depend a lot on mom to take care of you. She’d braid you and make sure that you’re always neat and cute. She nurtured you and treated you with special care. Once, she was furious when I came home from school with lice on my scalp because I played in the sand during lunch break.
At high school it was super easy. Having attended a black girls’ high school, I wasn’t allowed to grow you. I needed to keep you short until grade 11. Mom would cut you neatly, and other times, the haircut made me cringe! When I finally reached grade 11 and could grow you again, we competed with other students to see whose hair would grow the longest. You, my dear, were a thing of beauty.
I’ve since nurtured you by avoiding harsh chemicals and taking great care of the products I use. I love that you’ve always been healthy and strong. Modelling didn’t make it easy – sometimes they’d apply dye and not care that they’d use too much heat. I’d always go back home and frantically find ways to make you healthy again! Then for two years, I let you go back to your natural state.
I’m proud of your African roots, your strong and tough curl. You remind me of myself. I’m now the ambassador for the best haircare brand in the world. To you, my beautiful hair, continue to grow and glow. The whole world is watching – we’re global, baby!”