(Image Courtesy of Afro Glitz Magazine)

Over the past few weeks, the topic of Black hair has been inescapable. From the feverish debates over the sincerity of Chris Rock’s Good Hair to the detangling of Zahara Jolie-Pitt’s ‘uncombed’ hair, it seems that Black hair is having the Best Month Ever. Which, I suppose, should be seen as some type of breakthrough. After all, we as Black women have had the whole Good and Bad Hair Shuffle play out in real life more times than we care to count. So, it was only natural that there’d be anticipation towards how ‘our’ issues would be confronted on a national stage.

Except that, interestingly enough, amidst the documentaries, bloggings, and message board musings, there was a lack of honesty on about the image of Black Hair. Sure, the same arguments between ‘Weave-O-Holics’ and ‘Natural Nazis’ were aired out, but the lack of examination on how Black Hair has remained an indelible part of our psyche for over 400 years struck a chord within me. Would we be able to truthfully discuss the joy and pain that Black Hair represents as a part of Western culture? Or will we spend the rest of time finger-pointing and not actually offering solutions on how to change the perception of beauty?

I’d like to think that the former will be possible – an attitude that I will carry with me when I finally plunk down my $12.50 to check out Good Hair.