- Biracial Christian Girl
- Hello, My name is Sharlinda Faith B. and I'm 25 years old. I have been a wife to my husband Nick for three and half years, and I am also a proud mother of our 3 year old son Lil Nick Jr. I'm the oldest of four children born to my black father and white mother. I'm also their only girl! Growing up our parents always told us we were mixed race and to be proud of both our heritages. Over the years my brothers and I have faced racism from both ends of the spectrum, but that never changed how we viewed ourselves. Time and Time again I've had to answer questions about my racial background, or have people angrily challenge me on how I define myself! These experiences along with the desire to know about others like me, lead me to read anything I could on the web about being biracial. I remember it as being one of the most amazing revelations in my life to find others who embraced both heritages just like I did! These last few years I have wanted to voice my opinions to the others. If enough people like me don't speak up then the world will never change.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
About twenty years ago when I was a little girl my hair was such a trial! My mother had long, straight, and easy to comb hair. Her hair was so silky! I wanted to be just like my mom. I didn't understand why I couldn't have my mothers hair. I hated my hair with a passion. It was neither black nor white hair. It was tight, dry curls, but very fine and very soft. To add to my problems it was extremely thick like my grandmother on my mother's side. It was a nightmare washing and combing my hair. I remember it taking two hours to do my hair. My mother was hopeless at times. She often wondered if I would ever be able to do my hair on my own, and I often fearfully wondered the same. We tried everything. My hair was so much work I would never wear it down. I always insisted on wearing my hair pulled back or in two braids. My mother and I were desperate. My father's relatives kept telling her to relax my hair.My mother was reluctant but one day she broke down and finally bought me a relaxer. My hair was never the same. By the time I was sixteen my hair was extremely damaged and not nearly as long at it had been. The constant processing had broken my hair off little by little.
One day my mother and at a friend's house, who happened to be white, and told me that my hair could not be relaxed. Our friend was a stylist and owned his own salon. That indeed was a revelation to me. My mom and had always been under the impression that my hair was more black than white and that black people knew what to do with my hair. Not long after our friend told me I was ruining my hair, I got talked into relaxing it again. I worked a Jcpenney at the time near the Jcpenney salon. One of the stylists was going to a hair show in another state, and she wanted to do my hair and take pictures. I told her that I didn't want to relax my hair. Somehow she convinced me that my hair needed to be relaxed to grow better. When she was doing styling my air it looked lovely! It was swingy and the ends were curled under. It wasn't until I was on my hair that I realized my mistake. There were broken bits of hair falling onto my shirt! From then I never relaxed my hair.
For years I have experimented with my hair and tried all sorts of products until I have found what works for me. My hair, for the most part, is under control but I am still in the process of trying new products. My goal is to help provide resources for mixed race girls, or mothers of mixed race children who are frustrated with biracial hair.
Hair Products I've tried
- Frizz-Ease Curl Around shampoo and conditioner
- Garnier Fructis Curl and Shine leave in conditioner
- Garnier Fructis Hydra-curls shampoo and conditioner
- Garnier Fructis Moisture Works shampoo and conditioner
- Herbal Essence Hello Hydration Conditioner
- Herbal Essence Hello Hydration Shampoo
- Mixed Chicks Leave In Conditioner