I throughly explored the World Wide Web, in search of haircare websites. I discovered that although the internet was full of childrens' hair blogs, I couldn't really relate to many. There was a limited amount of sites for infant hair care and/or dark brown babies. Well, here goes:
Friday, January 20, 2012
ONE PUFF!
Yayy it's finally long enough for this easy breezy mom-favorite style! The ever so classic single puff.
I used my current fav., Hair Milk from Carol's Daughter, combined with a tiny dab of Kinky Curly Curling Custard, a soft baby brush, and of course some goood ol' H2O. :-)
I used my current fav., Hair Milk from Carol's Daughter, combined with a tiny dab of Kinky Curly Curling Custard, a soft baby brush, and of course some goood ol' H2O. :-)
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Carol's Daughter Review
Baby Bee before we started this hair adventure.
He of course tried to get me to purchase the Hair Milk Shampoo but I am an advocate of using any Shampoo with (or without) the right (or wrong) ingredients. So after washing with our Curly Q's Cleansing Creme, I used a generous amount of conditioner.
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| Immediately after washing her hair I snapped this pic. We do not towel dry! |
Sorry for the low-quality of the next few pictures. I just had to grab my phone.When I put in the conditioner, she started rubbing her head. Move over Solange and Cassie, baby Bee is coming for your job!!! LIGHTS, somebody's gettin' fired!
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| I can always determine how well a conditioner will work, by observing the definition of her coils with it still in! |
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| Close-up shot of Bee's curls soaking wet, and with conditioner |
I let the conditioner sit for about 10 minutes, then washed it out. After washing out the conditioner, I added the Hair Milk to her damp hair.
Well, someone was getting sleepy so I put her down for a nap, and this was the end result a whopping two hours, Mimosa Hair Honey and a bobbi pin later:
Sunday, December 11, 2011
DON'T ASK ME WHAT MY CHILD IS MIXED WITH
Geez I hate that! So healthy hair may only belong to mixed chicks and blended cuties (puns intended)? NO it belongs to BROWN BABIES TOO!
& the Cornrow Saga continues
These cornrows lasted a day longer than our usual styles. A whopping 2 whole days!!! I'm still too paranoid to put anything on her head while she sleeps. All I do for protection of her hair, is place her head on top of a satin wrap and needless to say, that is not enough.
Day 1:
I should have taken a picture of the back as well but you can get the basic idea. She had 6 cornrows going up into each ponytail (3 cornrows to each).
Day 2:
The front looked a little worn but the back was a MESS! It was probably a mess from her lying down. Anyway, I immediately removed the six cornrows and replaced them with these two gigantic ones instead. If she were still it would have been better executed. Still adorable though :-)
Day 1:
I should have taken a picture of the back as well but you can get the basic idea. She had 6 cornrows going up into each ponytail (3 cornrows to each).
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Tasia's Goods
ouSo, it's no secret that my cousin is a large reason for my starting this blog, aside from Baby B of course. Her passion for hair and skin sparked my interest and eventually birthed a product junky within me. A friend of mine refers to her house as "Tasia's Palace of Goodness." I never leave empty handed. I always leave toting a bag of heaven from Lush, divine hair and skin products, or some organic oil/butter. She is now creating her very own line of products. (ABOUT TIME!)
She created a moisturizer especially for Baby B called Blaire's Butter of course. (It's only right.) It is a very light moisturizer that probably works best on 3c/4a tresses. I mainly used it to moisturize before a protective style. I used this butter in both of my cornrow posts that precede this post. It also works well for twist outs and for down & outs I use it combined with a teeny tiny tad of Shea Moisture.
On to the skin:
I am absolutely ADDICTED to her coffee scrub! I won't lie; initially, I was a little skeptical as I was rubbing it on my body in the shower. I said to myself "What has this girl gotten me into?" But HONEY when I washed it off... SWEET BABY JESUS! My skin felt like Baby B's! I call it greatness!
She created a moisturizer especially for Baby B called Blaire's Butter of course. (It's only right.) It is a very light moisturizer that probably works best on 3c/4a tresses. I mainly used it to moisturize before a protective style. I used this butter in both of my cornrow posts that precede this post. It also works well for twist outs and for down & outs I use it combined with a teeny tiny tad of Shea Moisture.
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| The camera really doesn't do a good job of capturing the color. :'( It's a darker tan, almost a brownish. I blame the flash. A new cam is definitely on my xmas list. You can see how light it is. |
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| I removed Blaire's tiny tot twists from the previous night, added a tad of Tasia's Blaire Butter and Voila! Curly cuteness! Her hair is SUPER soft too! |
I am absolutely ADDICTED to her coffee scrub! I won't lie; initially, I was a little skeptical as I was rubbing it on my body in the shower. I said to myself "What has this girl gotten me into?" But HONEY when I washed it off... SWEET BABY JESUS! My skin felt like Baby B's! I call it greatness!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
MY Hair Story
I am often asked if there is a single influencing factor regarding my interest in Blaire's haircare. I know, it is slightly unusual for a mother to be deeply interested in their 10 month old's hair and skin. I complain on a daily basis about the internet's lacking INFANT hair and skin blogs. The truth is, infant hair and skin often requires little to no attention. I guess that's a long-winded way to say that my childhood is my inspiration. I had a full head of THICK, tightly coiled curls. My stretch length was not to be reckoned with! (Keep in mind, we are talking about the early 90's) Yes, I'm talking pre-blogs! There was not much information out there pertaining to natural hair care for little brown girls. Frustrated and misinformed, my mom turned to the creamy-crack, as my family members would say, for support.
At about 9 years old, I had my first relaxer. I was so excited. I still remember JAMMING to the Just-For-Me tape that accompanied the actual kit. I remember swinging my hair like a BOSS. (Sorry Willow but you did not invent hair whipping!) I was in love with my straight long hair, down my back. I became queen of the playground; the girls loved to play in my hair and the boys loved to play WITH me.
Fast forward to no more than 4 years later, the middle school playground. There I stood, teased because my damaged, over-processed hair could barely fit into a ponytail. OH-NO what went wrong? My mother went from being an avid-hair doer to virtually ignoring my tresses. Prior to my relaxer, I had a new style everyday. I was once known for my cornrows and ponytails, accessorized with ponytail holders and etc... to match my outfits. The relaxer relaxed my mother TOO much. She became too comfortable with relaxer and my hair received less and less attention. I was doing my own hair on a daily basis. I went from clunking alcohol based gels and mousse into my hair and even going outside with it wet, without a sole moisturizer, to coloring and relaxing my OWN hair at 12-13 years old. At 13, I had already been Jet Black, Auburn and even Honey Blonde in some sections :-O
I know what you're thinking moms, because as a mom I think the same thing as I am typing out this story. How could she have allowed, well enabled, such madness? She was a single, working mom. I vowed to never let my child manage her own hair. (Prior to becoming pregnant, I knew I'd have a girl. There are boys born into my family!) I often accompanied my cousins to their hair appointments, wishing my mom cared enough to let a professional save my tresses. Saying she didn't care is a bit harsh, I guess the truth is that she couldn't afford it.
Fast-forward to the present. Here I am, in my twenties, transitioning, getting rid of the damage and raising a natural, curly tiny tot. The taunting continued through high school. My hair was still damaged. While away at college, I learned a lot about hair. I met young black women from varying hair journeys. I was able to grow my hair back. Still relaxed, I discovered weaves, hot oil treatments, deep conditioning, co-washing and a plethora of other things. I still am not content with my hair. As a result, I am going natural for the THIRD time. Blaire is MY inspiration. I cannot preach what I have not practiced right? Wish me luck
At about 9 years old, I had my first relaxer. I was so excited. I still remember JAMMING to the Just-For-Me tape that accompanied the actual kit. I remember swinging my hair like a BOSS. (Sorry Willow but you did not invent hair whipping!) I was in love with my straight long hair, down my back. I became queen of the playground; the girls loved to play in my hair and the boys loved to play WITH me.
Fast forward to no more than 4 years later, the middle school playground. There I stood, teased because my damaged, over-processed hair could barely fit into a ponytail. OH-NO what went wrong? My mother went from being an avid-hair doer to virtually ignoring my tresses. Prior to my relaxer, I had a new style everyday. I was once known for my cornrows and ponytails, accessorized with ponytail holders and etc... to match my outfits. The relaxer relaxed my mother TOO much. She became too comfortable with relaxer and my hair received less and less attention. I was doing my own hair on a daily basis. I went from clunking alcohol based gels and mousse into my hair and even going outside with it wet, without a sole moisturizer, to coloring and relaxing my OWN hair at 12-13 years old. At 13, I had already been Jet Black, Auburn and even Honey Blonde in some sections :-O
I know what you're thinking moms, because as a mom I think the same thing as I am typing out this story. How could she have allowed, well enabled, such madness? She was a single, working mom. I vowed to never let my child manage her own hair. (Prior to becoming pregnant, I knew I'd have a girl. There are boys born into my family!) I often accompanied my cousins to their hair appointments, wishing my mom cared enough to let a professional save my tresses. Saying she didn't care is a bit harsh, I guess the truth is that she couldn't afford it.
Fast-forward to the present. Here I am, in my twenties, transitioning, getting rid of the damage and raising a natural, curly tiny tot. The taunting continued through high school. My hair was still damaged. While away at college, I learned a lot about hair. I met young black women from varying hair journeys. I was able to grow my hair back. Still relaxed, I discovered weaves, hot oil treatments, deep conditioning, co-washing and a plethora of other things. I still am not content with my hair. As a result, I am going natural for the THIRD time. Blaire is MY inspiration. I cannot preach what I have not practiced right? Wish me luck
Friday, November 18, 2011
Cornrows pt. 2
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
Box Braids
'Tis the season to wear hats, and infant hats don't cater to babies with heads full of thick curls. As a solution, to combat our hat problem, I decided to give Blaire some box braids. Well not box braids technically, because I really don't have time to part boxes. Check out Blaire's journey to her uhh umm puzzle braids below lol.
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