I made the important decision to go back to my natural afro roots two years ago. I enjoyed having it straight , mixing with different styles but at some point I got too lazy and too tired of the rats nest of straight hair on my head that seemed to have an intense attitude problem with humidity or water as soon as I had straightened it. For me, my afro reminds me of the secret super power within a black person. My hair looks like a microphone and it seems to bewitch people into wanting to touch it, which, unless you are family, is a serious no no. I've had to explain to people that it's rude to touch without asking the same way you wouldn't just grab some other part of someone's body. So far in Manchester I've had five people pat/touch my hair. All times I've been so shocked that I've been speechless for about 10 seconds. The fifth time I had warned the person before hand not to touch it (and they'd been drunk and done it anyway) I walked off before I co...
A blogg about the experiences of a Brit who's lived in the US for more than a decade and has recently returned to the UK.