Today I went through the long and semi-painful process of getting my hair professionally braided for the first time. I went to a new shop in Augusta called Hair Garden owned by Melissa, a beautician I met via Twitter. I had asked her last year about getting braids and never contacted her after that first tweet. This year I said I would do it and I did. So I bought 5 packs of kanekalon hair, some money, and my A Belle In Brooklyn by Demetria Lucas (Essence Magazine relationship editor) to make the process happen. Melissa washed my hair and in true beautician fashion put me to shame when it came to how easy she detangled it. After blow drying and separating my hair into four parts she and her assistant Cassie (we were friends in high school so I was shocked and glad to see her after four years) went to work. From 11:39 A.M. to 5:09 P.M. I had two beauticians braiding my hair...at the same damn time. Whenever Melissa began twisting my edges I thought I was going to break her chair from how hard I was pressing against the foot rest on it. Honestly, when I felt her parting a small section of hair on my edges I felt like a child who knew they were about to get the worst whipping from their parent ever, no Creflo Dollar. Yes, that is how I felt. Anyways after what I believe was 6.5-7 packs (the other 1.5-2 packs were courtesy of Melissa) of type 2 kanekalon, a few hair rods, and 5.5 hours my hair was completed. My first reaction before seeing it was, "OMG this is heavy!" I felt like I had a whole new person on my head as odd as that sounds. I concluded that this is how white tourist feel when they get their hair braided in the Bahamas as young girls call out to them, "You want your hair braided lady?"
|I've never had THIS much hair on my head so it will take some time getting use to it.|
|I have horrible posture!|