I didn't feel pretty unless my hair was perfect.
只有当头发处于完美状态时,我才会觉得自己美炸了。
Throughout my teenage and college years, I spent hours in front of the mirror, straightening my hair until it was bone straight. I was known for my "pretty" hair. I would often have people ask what I was mixed with because normal black girls couldn't have "good hair," especially not those with dark skin. Having to always have my hair laid was exhausting. I didn't feel pretty unless my hair was perfect. My hair was my crown and glory, so that was the only way the world would see me as beautiful, right?
青春期和大学时代,我会在镜子前坐上几个小时--把头发拉直。大家都知道我有一头"漂亮"的长发。总会有人问我头发是怎么弄的,因为一般的黑人姑娘不可能有这么"好看的"头发,尤其是皮肤黑黑的姑娘。总是拉直头发是件累活。但只有当头发处于完美状态时,我才会觉得自己美美的。我的头发是我的皇冠、我的荣耀,所以只有那样,大家才会觉得我漂亮,对吗?
Shortly after I graduated from college, I went natural. Well, sort of. I grew my relaxer out bit by bit, cutting off the ends every six to eight weeks. To most people, my hair was still pretty, but I was again spending hours manipulating it to make sure it fit into the mold of the 3C hair type most find beautiful. One day, I cut it all off. I felt liberated. As a woman whose beauty was defined by the length and texture of her hair, without knowing it, I was redefining my "pretty."
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