Why the Removal of African American Hairstyles is a Form of Control
<p>When I began dating my wife in 1995, she had locks. Long and beautiful coils ran like the Nile down her back. They ended at her bottom. An invitation to learn more about who she was—a New Orleans girl with a red bean and rice swagger and skin as brown as gumbo rue.</p>
<p>Her hair intrigued me. Each strand well twisted by a deft hand. Her hand did the work her ancestors mastered centuries ago. Her entire family wore locs. Her mom's locs were almost as long as hers and just as beautiful. Her little sister wore her well-kept locs a little shorter. It was a family affair for them and not for style. It was culturally significant. They wore their hair with regality and importance. Their hair was part of who they were. If you took it away, it would have been like they lost a part of themselves.</p>
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