A few months ago, a friend of mine who happened to be A European from Germany asked me what is up with most black women with the fake hair we like putting on our heads. I remember him saying that we look much more beautiful the way we are.
Why are we allowing ourselves to suffer from such huge self esteem issues that we have to fry our scalps with relaxers or plaster spiders to our eyelids?
I as a black woman think that we are losing our identities. What is up with this false syndrome A.k.a Barbie disease, fake hair, fake eyelashes, false nails, false eye colors and WORST of all SKIN BLEACHING? A friend of mine from USA posted a link on facebook about how many black women are bleaching their skin. In fact one woman went to the extent of bleaching her daughter’s skin so that she can be accepted into society when she grows up in America. It’s sad that most of us let the west dictate to us what an ideal woman should look like? Where the pride that we as black women should have that BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL? Why are we allowing ourselves to suffer from such huge self esteem issues that we have to fry our scalps with relaxers or plaster spiders to our eyelids?
In the world today when they talk about beautiful black women, the likes of Beyonce, Liya Kebede, and Rihanna will appear on that list. Honestly do any of us resemble them? Let us not forget that high profile celebs like Beyonce are controlled by an industry run by white males. I hate weaves with a passion but nothing compared to the way I hate skin bleaching. Magazines, models on the runway, famous actresses, singers, TV Programmes and series depict that the ideal black woman is one who is light skinned, Anorexic as hell with long black straight hair.
This story display to the rest of the world that our natural selves and natural African hair are ugly and therefore we need to hide it. Are black women even aware that these celebrities who we tend to follow religiously that their hair has been sponsored? We seriously have issues if we allow our identities to be defined by advertising campaigns and beauty pageants and to be dictated to us. It is really annoying to see women with fake hair considered more beautiful than women with real hair.
In the world today when they talk about beautiful black women, the likes of Beyonce, Liya Kebede, and Rihanna will appear on that list. Honestly do any of us resemble them? Let us not forget that high profile celebs like Beyonce are controlled by an industry run by white males.
As black women we have to stop and question ourselves. We should stop believing all these lies thrown to us.
Stop buying beauty magazines which feature women who look nothing like us. Furthermore if we accept ourselves and love ourselves the rest of the world will. Just because you are not wearing a dead rat on your head does not make you less beautiful, intelligent and talentless. To those black women dating or married to white men who are like ‘he will not like me with my real hair’’. All this needs to stop. He either loves you for who you are or he loves you for what you have including the dead horses tail you have on your head and spiders on your eyelashes.
Ever since my boss (elderly white woman) told me that I look much better with my natural hair than those ugly things (braids) I put on top of my head (she is not the first verbalize such a statement), I decided that am going to start wearing my hair naturally. That encircles, fake eyelashes, nails or skin bleaching!!. I have had plenty of white males uttering that I look resplendent without weaves and what not. So ladies,natural is beautiful.
As the new year 2012 starts, and I have matured and accepted myself as a natural and beautiful black woman, I decided it is time for us black women to start breaking stereotypes of what a beautiful black woman should look like, including myself. If people like Oprah or Beyonce would wear natural then the rest of us would follow pursuit. Anyway I leave you with the last word of what Lerato Mogoatle a writer from True love magazine has to say about this beauty myth…
“I’m not hating or whingeing. I am just appealing to Black women to question the definition of beauty as it stands. Own your identity by celebrating it instead of giving it away to the global trends that make billions out of creating a perverted idea of beauty. After all, the beauty lie was first told as part of defining Africans as inferior to Europeans, and that the savages we were defined as were never going to graduate to White.”