I had a hair appointment this afternoon. I am not a woman who spends a lot of money on clothes, handbags, shoes, etc., but I do admit to splurging on my hair. I have a great stylist at a really nice salon, and it’s worth it to me to feel pampered and know that at least on the day I visit the salon, I’ve got good hair. Today I treated myself to a cut and highlights (and lowlights… and a glaze… and no, Craig and I do not discuss how much this costs – it’s a key to the success of our marriage that I just appear every so often with good hair and, as far as he knows, it costs $20.) I wish that I could make it look as good every day as it does on the day I visit the salon, but, alas, I don’t have the skills of a trained professional. So I fully enjoy my good hair days when I have them.
Anyway, hair was on my mind today. I’ve been thinking a bit about how I would care for and style an Ethiopian daughter’s hair. Obviously her hair would be quite different from mine. Not better or worse, but different. I’ve been reading a bit about this topic on a couple of blogs I’ve found in the past few weeks – Anti-Racist Parent and Afrobella – and it’s given me some things to think about.
Coincidentally, this morning I saw the trailer for a new Chris Rock documentary called “Good Hair” (on the Anti-Racist Parent blog). It looks hilarious (of course, it’s Chris Rock) but also really interesting – he investigates the great lengths some African-American women go to when it comes to their hair. Apparently he got the idea after his young daughter asked him why she didn’t have good hair. It’s actually pretty sweet that he would go as far as making a movie to try to answer his little girl’s question and to try to make her feel that her hair, just the way it is, is good hair. The film apparently includes many discussions about relaxers, weaves, and the styles that many prominent African-American women choose. Anyway, it sounds really interesting. I’ll have to check it out when it is released this fall.
I guess in the end we all want good hair. I like to get highlights (and I’m only slightly ashamed to admit that I was known to get a perm here or there back in the ’80s and early ’90s!) and someone else might choose to use a relaxer. It will certainly be important, should we become parents of an Ethiopian daughter, that we allow her to make her own decisions about how she wants to style her hair. That will be the important part – that she feels like she has good hair.