Oh to be tall, thin, and beautiful and yes, white. For some reason, this is what our society sees as most beautiful. Don’t take my word for it. Just check out your closest clothing ad. Now, there are more minority models these days. But let’s be real, minority models are still a novelty and are few and far between. It’s not often you see a kinky haired, dark skinned, uber ethnic black woman. And when you do, she’ll definitely stand out. Actually, you don’t see that a lot in everyday life, either.
Could it be art’s just imitating life? I’ve noticed something interesting over the past few years. Before I tell you what that something is, you should know this fun fact. I used to relax my hair. Meaning, I used to use these chemicals that permanently straighten my curls. The year 2009, I cut off all my relaxed hair and made the adamant choice to embrace the “natural me.” That’s right folks, I went natural. Ever since, I’ve been a prevalent part of the natural community. The first year or so, I was one of few. I would sometimes get stares from people that didn’t get why I’d leave the house “like that” and other times I’d get compliments from women that respected my being so “brave”. Yes, brave.
See, that’s where I have a problem. I hate that me wearing my hair the way it comes out of my head is seen as such a bold and daring fashion statement. But at the same time, I love that more women are doing it, and I understand a lot of American’s aren’t used to seeing black women with their natural hair. So it stands out. And that’s fine. But, I can’t wait for the day when my hair isn’t seen as a fashion statement. There are so many different kinds of beauty. I think minorities have trouble sometimes accepting this. When you see a certain sort of beauty being pushed in the media, say blonde hair or a tiny frame, whether you want it or not, that image gets ingrained in your brain. Women that know they can’t achieve this look of beauty may feel insecure. I get that. And if you have something that’s the pure opposite of that representation of beauty, say kinky, curly, dark hair, it takes a bit of moxie to go against the grain and embrace your uniqueness as beautiful. I don’t believe there’s just one kind of beauty. Model’s do not represent all women, but only a fraction. An eensy-weensy tiny little fraction. Like, so small. Ok, you get it.