THE BEGINNING
Sunny days in Arizona with my sister (6 or 7) |
I never had natural hair all of my life, I had a relaxer once in my life (A relaxer is a process that involves putting chemicals in your hair to get a straighter look). This happened around the time that I was 11, until then I was sporting what I would like to call "Dookie Twists". I hated having natural hair so much. At the time that my hair was natural I was living in Arizona and I went to a predominately caucasian school. It didn't bother me all that much, until some of my friends would ask me "Cheyenne, will you take out a braid, I want to see it down". In my mind I thought that this simple act would not cause a lot of trouble, until I thought about all the work my mom had to go through just to do my hair. I would automatically respond with a calm and silent "no". I hated the fact that all of my friends had silky, long, and straight hair, while I had this coily stuff that shrunk if one raindrop hit it; it sucked so much. Of course, I prevailed because I had no choice, but I hated every moment of it.
THE RELAXER
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7th Grade |
HIGH SCHOOL
9th Grade
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One of my Best Friend's, Delaysha & I |
10th Grade
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A beanie on my head, but my hair was straight |
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One of my Best friend's, Jasmine & I (She has natural hair) |
11th Grade
The Lord knows that I was not ready for 11th Grade. This is when I moved to Virginia and I had to leave all my friends of 6 years behind and try to move on. I've always hated goodbye's and this one was slightly hard. I was excited because it was a new start, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to meet anyone new. I was content with South Carolina, palm trees and a cool breeze; that was all I ever wanted. Two days before 11th grade started I finally got my hair cut, otherwise known as the Big Chop (Big Chop- Getting the relaxer cut out of your hair). I was content with my hair and proud of myself for finally giving in and cutting my hair, but I was unsure of how people would take it and if I would still like it in the next couple of days. By this time I had grown my hair for almost a year (Oct. 2010- Sept 2011) and it was still short. I was still trying to learn my hair when I moved, so it was a lot of trial and error days. I can actually remember one day when I straightened my hair for the first time since I went natural and I was made fun of; my hair looked horrible. The only reason why I remember that day so vividly was because two people made comments in regards to how I reminded them of Florida Evans off of the 1970s sitcom "Good Times" (If you don't know who she is, google it); Also, it was picture day.
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Day Before Big-Chop |
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Day of Big-Chop |
12th Grade
My sister & I; circa 2012 |
I can't believe I'm a Senior. I knew this year was coming, but it was almost unreal. My hair has grown, I've tried new styles and learned many things. I'm still learning at the moment and hoping to evolve into more than what I am at the moment. There have been multiple times when I had "Bad Hair Days" or people had something to say about my hair, but I kept moving. My natural hair isn't a big factor into how I act or my personality, but it is a part of my whole being in a sense.
Excuse the face, I was at Night School & I was tired |
Sorry for this long story, but hope y'all enjoyed!