Chavonne- A Natural Bride

Chavonne writes:

I was nervous about wearing my natural hair out for the big day. My hair is unpredictable and I wanted some certainty that it wouldn’t look a hot mess. So I tried 3 or 4 natural hair salons trying to recreate a hair style I saw in an Essence magazine. Each time my hair came out worst than the last and to make matters worse, I would be in the shop FOREVER. After the last failed attempt, I decided I was going to get a sew in weave from a former co-worker and acquaintance of mine, who is also the cousin of one of my closest friends. I had known her a while, had seen her work, and figured I could cut out all of the time that would be wasted in a shop. It was also spring and my hair loses the fight against humidity every time. I figured a weave was my safest bet.

Well, the morning of my wedding she was no where to be found. I called her repeatedly, went by he home, and waited around until it became obvious that she was standing me up. To this day she has never apologized or offered any reason as to why she just disappeared. Anyway, I knew this day would only happen once, and I was determined not to let her or anything else rain on my parade. So I unraveled my twists, stuck in some flower pins my girlfriend brought with her, and went on my way. Looking back, I can now say things worked out for the best (at least when it comes to my hair). I can’t imagine what my husband’s face would have looked like when he saw me with a long weave for the first time. In the end, I looked like me when I was walking down the aisle and that’s the way it should have been.