Bound by Image
(Watch the spoken word piece “Bound” here)
Vanity of vanities, all is vanity. (Ecclesiastes 1:2)
(photos captured 05/2013-04/2017)
I have had natural hair since I was born. Yes. Completely natural; never permed, never texturized, never relaxed.
I hated it.
Not only was it brittle and hard to manage, but everyone around me, including my big sister, had silky sleek permed hair. I felt odd and misplaced. “Why can’t I just be like everyone else” I thought to myself constantly. This blanket of insecurity I was suffocating underneath drove me to cover my hair up.
I got my first weave at the age of 9.
From then on my mum did my hair for me, up until the age of 14 when I decided that I needed more elaborate and fashionable hairstyles to keep up with the latest trends. That summer, I taught myself how to do my own hair. I experimented with extensions and weaves and became skilled enough to replicate any hairstyle I desired. Read More