Hands Off!

Description His Ex is Ruining Our Marriage
Balancing Step-Parenting and Marital Harmony
Rebuilding a Marriage in the Sandwich Generation Squeeze
A Marriage Tested by Cancer
His Business Crashed — And So Did Our Marriage
Dating a Recovering Alcoholic
Is It Weird to Date a Relative?
His Cheatin’ Heart
What’s Our Relationship Status?
Should You Give an Ex a Second Chance?
Long-Distance Love vs. Local Connection
Trust in a Strained Marriage: Letters in the Attic
Dating Rules: Smart Strategy or Outdated Nonsense?

I have always been jealous of women with good hair. As a kid I had hair so long I would sit on it in school and yell at the kid behind me for pulling it. It was a medium blonde shade and beautifully wavy. Somewhere along the line hormones and genetics caused my gorgeous hair to convert to a mass of dark brown curls. I’m talking curls!

I'm only about 2 here-by 7 it was long enough to pull the curls into waves.
and yes...I'm pinching my own adorable cheeks! ;-)
It took a while…a long while and a lot of tears but I love my curls now. I have embraced them and I think they are sexy. Despite the fact that study after study have reported that men prefer straight haired women (abc news did a study that showed the same woman pictured with straight and curly hair received higher marks from men when she had straight hair-here’s the link) over curly haired. Sure it takes a little extra prep time to get ready to head out and yes, I check the weather and the humidity levels before deciding to wear my hair up or down.

By the way-straightening my hair is not an option for me. I know plenty of women who say that they love to straighten their hair (my sisters included) and I think they are insane! My hair is thick and insanely curly and the few times I’ve let people straighten my hair…it takes FOREVER and at the slightest hint of moisture it curls again…why freaking bother!

My hair is no a brush and go kind of thing. My hair gets brushed ONLY when wet. That’s just the way curly hair works. You see my hair is full on individual ringlets; beautiful spirals of silky dark brown hair that shine in the sun. That’s my hair. Those ringlets are say 20-40 hairs thick, coiled around each other in a lovely way, embracing one another and when that ringlet is brushed out those hairs separate and a white girl afro appears in that ringlets place. It is NOT pretty!


Rachelle Leferve:nice ringlets

ringlets brushed out...you see what I'm saying now!?
While I wish my hair was the kind a man could run his fingers through, it just isn’t. When the little girl I nanny for wants to play and brush my hair I have a mini panic attack. When guys want to pull on my curls and run their hand over my hair I want to slap their hand away. I am very aware of my hair and how it looks, all the time. I am wary of frizz; it is my arch nemesis. I cannot stand when my hair frizzes. I take pride in my curls and the thought of frizz makes me cringe.

If I’m in a relationship with somebody then chances are they have seen me in the morning or after being caught in the rain and therefore witnessed the afro so I’m not as worried but for the average guy at a bar just talking to me…if you try to touch my hair you WILL lose a hand. Period.

Don’t ask, “Is your hair naturally curly?” then reach out to touch it before waiting for a response! Yes, yes it is and it’s temperamental so lay off. Do not coo, “Oh my gosh, look at that precious ringlet! It’s so tight and bouncy!” and then tug it down to watch it spring back up. That is only fun for you and will seriously piss me off.* Do not say, “Do you know how much I’d pay for curls like that!?” and then pet my head…I don’t care if you have to pay for it…I have to manage it, get off!

There are times when I don’t care if you touch my hair. If we are having sex…by all means get in there! I love well placed tugs and pulls on my hair and don’t care if you turn into Vidal Sassoon in order to get a better view of me going down on you. If it’s already humid out and it’s beyond help anyway then you’re safe. If we aren’t going out and you want to play go ahead…as long as I don’t need to be seen in public I’m cool. If I’m actively puking feel free to pull that shit back for me or stroke my hair. If we are kissing and you want to frame my face or tuck it behind my ear (at any time) I’m fine with it. When it’s wet it’s fair game.

Okay…now I sound psychotic…in reality I am mostly talk and have never lashed out at anyone who touched my hair…but I’ve wanted to. And little kids with brushes who want to play with it really does make me panic. I sometimes wish it was nice and straight and smooth and guys could run their hands through it without getting their hand stuck in it but that’s just not my lot in life. I wish it was something I didn’t have to think about but it is. I am at a point where I’m not going to kill myself 45 minutes to an hour a day to make it straight, damaging my hair in the process, and then obsessing over if it’s straight enough. My hair is curly, it’s always been wavy/curly and it always will be.

And that ladies and gentlemen is my totally random and crazy hair rant. If you are wondering what brought this on…it was a 3 yr old who, in trying to comfort me because I had a headache, stroked my hair (up in a loose ponytail) forward instead of back causing my hair to riot…and me to cry…yes I cried. Later in the day she wanted to brush her dolls hair and have her hair braided, which I did, and then she wanted to braid mine and I had a mini-stroke but let her…and this post was born. Have a wonderful day everyone—I hope it’s a good hair day for my lovely lady followers.
Début de l'événement 25.03.2023
Fin de l'événement 25.03.2023