Hair is a personal thing, it’s part of our identity just as our eye shape and color, the shape of our nose and the curve of our lips. We aren’t able to choose our features or our hair; genetics does that for us and despite the fact that our beauty is undeniable, many of us spend the entirety of our lives learning to love ourselves. Why is hair such a struggle when so many of us are having the same experiences? Most likely, because all brown girls are bombarded with daily images from birth till death that represent beauty as anything other than us.
Though cornrows isn't legitimately a seasonal style, there is something about black women with a sun-kissed melanin glow escorted by cornrows that shuts it down. Ugh, we're so on another level. The summer months become my playground for experimenting new braided do's and my current obsession are cornrows inspired by the nomadic tribe, Fulani, of north and sub-sahara Africa.