The woman who gave me the card for J.A. referred me because she had a short natural like my own. I was flattered that she would dig around in her bag for me and really liked the shape of her natural cut so I called to make an appointment right away. Plus, it was free and I’ve needed a trim for a while now since my go to Barber Shop, West African Barbers, closed months ago.
Ketlie at the John Athchison Salon
Since this was a student cut, it took a few hours and was done very thoroughly because it had to be monitored by John Atkinson himself, a tall older African American man who did the hair of at least two other older women while Ketlie was cutting my hair.
I have to be honest, as long as I’ve had my hair short; I still get really nervous when I go for a trim. I get scared that I’m going to have to start all over again. It’s like so many things about myself I need to maintain. Taking care of yourself is not easy, and I feel as if the diagnosis of my hair is always the same: damaged. It’s dry, there’s breakage, and I need to deep condition more often. I feel like I’ve done all these things to no avail but perhaps I haven’t been patient enough with myself. Washing my face and moisturizing every night is really paying off. Perhaps the hair regimen Ketlie recommended for me will pan out as well.
My Latest Shape
Since it took literally hours to have my hair done, shampoo and conditioning included, I picked up a magazine at some point and wouldn’t you know I stumbled upon an article written by a white woman who cut her hair really short as well?
She said her boyfriend was pretty clear that he didn’t like it and although they broke up they are still good friends. It was clear that this bothered her but also that she wasn’t willing to change her hair for him. Every once in a while I would look up into the station mirror watching as my hair got shorter and shorter. I told myself, this is me. Why am I so afraid to see myself?
Ketlie told me that she was getting ready to cut all her hair off as well, that she’d been growing out her processed hair in preparation. She said she really liked the look and thought it was very feminine. I thought it made me look a little bit like Max Headroom or Grace Jones but instead of being pessimistic I decided to indulge in her genuine enthusiasm. I really trusted her and I could tell that she knew what she was doing. When she was done, she gave me a list of all the things she had recommended I use.
Fortunately, having had short hair for a few years now, I no longer go into shock over getting a haircut. I realize that it is something others have to adjust to but for me it’s just a slight change. Ketlie asked me what my fiancĂ©e thought and I told her he was very open minded and thought it was cute when I cut my hair. I realize that I get a lot of my hair confidence from him. I honestly think I’d be a wreck if I were with some guy who associated femininity with long flowing locks only. Because of Francis, this part of my self-image is greatly altered. He really only wants me, not some idea of me. I can’t tell you how liberating that it, how rare. I still struggle with a lot of aspects of how I look and feel, to almost a crippling degree at times but being with someone who accepts so much of me gives me the idea that all of that struggle is a waste of time.
Taking care for ourselves through exercise, eating right, getting fresh air and bathing frequently is a basic requirement but for women so much of the extra maintenance of “beauty” can be a slow ride to insanity because it is based in so much illusion. Knowing that, however, doesn’t always make it any easier to deal with.