The Trails x Tribulations Of This Indian Hair
Written By Marvelous Mo For BlogXilla.com
Last week I wanted to switch it up and talk about head boppin/crotch diving/ shaft licking… you know, giving head. Nothing repulsive or anything. Unfortunately, most birds in the comment section focused on two words out of the entire blog post: INDIAN HAIR. I tried and tried to steer back on the topic of head wondering why these commenters focused solely on my self description, but nothing worked. So once again I will describe myself to you…. I’m 5’ 8” 132-135 lbs, brown skinned with INDIAN HAIR.
Wonder why I chose “Indian”? It’s because my grandparents who aren’t from Puerto Rico are from India. The fucktards in the comment section demanded that I try to rock my hair in its natural state, like letting it air dry or something. Now why in the HELL would I do that? That’s what salons are there for: wash and roller set with the occasional hair coloring. I started to take this issue a little TOO personal, but then I realized that I don’t have the problem, YOU DO.
Most of my life I’ve been told I’m “too dark” by kneegrow women who realized my skin was beautiful, even and clear. I’ve been told I “wear weaves” or “that shit ain‘t her hair” by kneegrow women who WISHED they had hair like mine and who felt it was thoroughly impossible to be my complexion and have nice hair like that. I’ve been told that my overbite sticks out when I laugh. Now that may be true, but your man loves my laugh and also finds me quite funny. You mad? Ladies, put down the knives and guns. Is it THAT serious to put down a chick if she is prettier than you or have features you WISH you had? Do you know why most of my friends coming up weren’t black? Because of this stupid shit right here; I befriended first generation chicks from Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico, Spain, Virgin Islands…the heritages I felt I most related to. I never had to hear anything negative from them or their families.
You know what I do when I see a pretty female who’s rocking a fly pair of shoes, a fly outfit or perhaps nice hair? I tap her on the shoulder and let her know what I think. “Hey, I noticed your shoes and I think they are dope. Great taste!” and then I walk away. Women with confidence and security in themselves are able to do that without an underline motive. I bet most of you on the keyboard right now couldn’t do that at all.
Ladies, talk to me. What do YOU do when you notice another female rocking fly accessories or have a nice hair do? What’s up with you? What’s up with kneegrow chicks, too? Why the hate? Why is there a lack of camaraderie with young ethnic women? Why are most of you so confident on the keyboard? I bet some of you were sending “A/S/L” IMs in AOL chatrooms and sending twat pics to men because you’re wack in person.
And yeah, I called some of you “kneegrows” just now. Part two of this blog post next week will touch on complexion issues.
