Someone got her hair did

This was Honey's first time to the salon. The Hubs, Mimi, and Aunt Carrie took her while I stayed home with a weird sickness, Pumpkin, and Petunia. 

Now up until this point I learned everything I knew about black hair from online, despite having gone to cosmetology school.  I kid you not, I didn't have a single black person while in school.  I would have loved to have learned.  Of course we learned the basics about porosity, texture, etc

Also, one of the teacher's from Honey's school came to "help me with her hair".  I LOVE that and am SOOOO grateful for Ms V.  I told her I want her to be a permanent member in Honey's life so she could have a strong, positive black woman to look up to. And for the woman who stopped me at T*rget. 

Anyway, Honey's hair is FRIZZY!!!! No matter what I do, that's just her hair.  She doesn't really have a curl pattern to it.  It is tighter than corkscrew. 

But no matter what I did it looked unkept. Even minutes after it was done. 

I talked about it with MsV and for a while she thought it was something I was using on her hair.  We came to the conclusion that that's her hair. 

So anyway, since her arm is broken it was the perfect time to have her hair professionally styled.  This way I could tell if I was doing something wrong, and we wouldn't have to mess with it while she was in her cast. 

First off, a black salon is NOT run the same way a white salon is.  I never make appointments in advance.  I have 2 main people who cut my hair (up until this last cut; now I'm on the hunt) and I could always call the day of and one of the 2 could get me in. 

So the day I wanted to get her hair done, I called around and called around.  There wasn't a receptionist for the stylists you had to call the one person in the salon that did braids.  Most of the people I talked to were booked for the day and the other people didn't call me back. 

Finally, we got in.  Only hours later called to see if we could do it later.  I said yes because I was desperate to get her hair done. It was dinner time and she goes to bed almost immediately afterwards. 

Mimi sang our stylist praises.  And she told me that she was going to start a workshop for transracial families.  I told her I knew quite a few families that would 100% be there.  I hope she calls me when/ if she does it. 

I asked for micro-box-braids all over.  My guess is that she knew how much longer that was going to take so she cornrowed the front.  I didn't want that just because I knew it would look frizzy right away. 

But she said, "She (meaning me) needs to embrace the frizz.  She thinks black women are going to judge her."  Damn, how did she know that?!?!  hhhahaaa 

The truth of the matter is that I do get judged.  So far only in the most polite ways, but I have had a number of people ask me what I use in her hair to be shocked at my answer and knowledge.  I know I need to learn so much more.  But I do wish she had the hair that was just beautiful bouncy natural curls.  I LOVE her afro. But man, that's work to keep up too. 

So she cornrowed the front and did regular, not micro, box braids in the back. 

It was cute, but immediately frizzy.  Sorry Honey, I hope one day you can learn how to subdue those boogers.  Or better yet, embrace them. 

 Our plan was to keep this in until her cast came off, but we were supposed to have a impromptu photo shoot that got cancelled the day of.  After I took the braids out. By that point the frizz was out of control and not in any way picture ready.