Hair Care is Self-Care

How to tame flyaways

Hair Care is Self-Care

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Like most little girls, my very first idea of self-care came from my mother, specifically her relationship with her hair.

She was a stay-at-home mom when my brother and I were really young. I remember her telling me that she told my dad when they got married, she was to have her hair done every two weeks—whether she worked or not.

How to tame flyaways

And so, my brother and I would go to the hair salon with her every two weeks. I loved watching all of these beautiful brown women interact, dolling out sage advice, acting as comedic relief or at times, unsolicited opinions. Keep getting pimples in the same spot? Someone would tell you to put Vitamin E and Apple Cider Vinegar on it. Can’t keep the squirrels from digging up your plants? A different woman would tell you that she puts mothballs in her flowerpots. ‘90s jams were pumping through the speakers and I was reading Essence or Ebony sitting at the dryer, probably swinging my feet, yet still feeling like I was grown, soaking it all in.

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How to tame flyaways

I find myself homesick for those times with my mom. And slightly ashamed that I took them for granted, annoyed by long wait times and sweating under the dyer.  A trip to the salon where three shampoos are the norm, women are actually chatting, instead of staring blankly down at their phones, deadlines will always loom but at the hair shop? That was me time. That’s where I learned hair care is self-care.

I try to recreate that feeling at home. I’ve gotten pretty good at doing my own blowouts myself—which is nice, now that the weather is cooling off. I can finally stretch wearing my hair straight for two weeks, slicking unruly edges down with SheaMoisture Style & Smooth Edge. Or those annoying flyaways I have on the top of my head. It’s so lightweight, it won’t weigh down my hair or cause product build-up if I use it every day (and I do!). I swear it helps keep my hair from reverting back to its spring-y state in the humidity. Added bonus, it smells like peppermint

How to tame flyaways

Now that’s my version of self-care. What are you first memories surrounding your hair? Do yours come from the women in your family as well?

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6 Comments
  • Ariel B
    Posted at 15:22h, 25 September

    I love that your mom, told your dad from day one “I am to get my hair done, every two weeks, if I work or not” Yes! That just reminds me of an episode of Oprah when Suzie Oman was working on this woman’s finances and she wanted to cut down her hair care. And Oprah told her “A black woman’s hair care is a necessity, not a want” . It’s true. I remember having to sit in the salon, getting my hair straightened and of course the conversations. I have always been an “old soul” so like you I was fully engulfed.

    • ChanningintheCity
      Posted at 10:32h, 28 September

      And even now she goes every two weeks! When I first got laid off, she was like I’ll give you money so you can still go to the salon on schedule. That speaks to your point about Oprah and Suzie Orman, hair is a necessity! I wish I had the patience to sit in a (black) salon all day but I really don’t.

  • ShesFacingFreedom
    Posted at 21:45h, 28 September

    OMG! I loved this story. This definitely took me back to when I was young and my aunt used to do hair after work and on the weekends. I, too, used to sit there trying to soak in all the adult conversation. Good times!

    • ChanningintheCity
      Posted at 09:40h, 29 September

      Right! I think that’s one experience I’m going to pass along to my daughter (should I have one)–going to a black salon.

  • Jonnee T.
    Posted at 14:53h, 02 October

    I LOVED this. My aunt used to work at and then owned her own hair salon so salon was life lol. But this was really a lovely read overall ( and true!) because of the relationship we have with our hair. Thanks for the nostalgia.