"Freedom! Freedom! I can't move freedom, cut me loose!"
As I walked into the hotel room in Atlanta after the “big chop”, Cherrelle begins to sing this like she was auditioning to be Beyonce's backup singer. I mean we were in town for the Formation Tour but I didn’t realize she was directing the song towards me...well until she followed up with...
“How do you feel….do you feel FREE?”
After riding around in ATL traffic all morning, the A-hole side of me said..
“Uhhhhhhh no… I mean it’s just a cut.”
Just under two years ago I went from long hair don’t care, to being a Dej Loaf look alike; so cutting my relaxer off didn’t feel like a big deal to me. But after I sat on the question for a while I begun to wonder........really, what did this jump to the natural world mean to me?
When was the last time you did something purely because you wanted to? No matter what any one else's opinion was; your actions remained un-bothered. When I first cut my hair , I wanted to go natural but the consensus from everyone was that it would not be a good look. Even though they didn’t want me to cut it in the first place; they voiced that if I cut it I should keep it relaxed, and that is just what I did.
But when I decided to do the "big chop", I talked about going natural but everyone thought I would just transition. I left it at that and did not reveal the plan I had. So I called up my girl Rachel and said “giiiiiiirl I need you to chop all my hair off.” She probably thought I was playing, well until I showed up to my appointment and then she found out just how serious I was.
I consulted no one....I didn't ask for conformation....I just made the decision and did it……..
A couple days later I posted a picture on IG like whoop there it is…….