PhotoAs I stood before a slightly foggy bathroom mirror a few weeks ago, my fingers gingerly grasped a few strands of freshly washed hair. It was the first time as an adult that I had seen my hair purely in its natural state. Newly natural, I’m still flailing at recreating YouTube styles and decided to stop by Curlfest in Prospect Park in Brooklyn last Saturday for help. At this free celebration of natural hair and black beauty, I basked in the sea of multigenerational melanin. There were no curious glances and questions like “How does your hair do that?” or “Can I touch it?” (No you can’t.

Source: New York Times July 19, 2017 03:56 UTC