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Did we mention we love us some Nappy Roots? Didn’t think so.
Initially, I found it incredible people were bagging on Olympic gold medalist Gabby Douglas about her hair. But then I started hearing and reading that many of those critics (or would those be idiots?) were sisters with hair like Gabby or even worst. I didn’t care about her hair. Last time I checked Gabby was celebrating winning a gold medal instead of lounging in bed watching “Basketball Wives” or the latest episode of the “Kardashians” draining a big bag of Cheetos and sucking down sodas.
This didn’t surprise me. Some of our people just can’t be happy for someone experiencing the ultimate level of success. Or share in their glory. Makes them feel better to crack on another sister, even if it’s a 16-year-old girl who just happens to be 1 of the darlings of the Summer Olympics and now 1 of the most recognizable people in the world.
And I’d be willing to bet the farm that some of those same sisters spend half their paychecks on weaves, perms or whatever chemicals their hairdresser uses to tame that nappy shit in their heads and make them believe they look like a million dollars.
We used to joke about women like this growing up in Boley. Back in the day, they wore wigs to hide their tangled mess; girdles to hide that extra baggage tucked below those sagging big titties; cheap perfume; and make-up caked so thick you couldn’t believe this was the same woman you went to bed with when you opened your eyes the next morning. Did I really get that drunk? Some brothers were even bolder: “Damn baby, what happened to you?”
But let another black woman, particularly 1 with much more style and class, they envy or hate dress up and use the same tricks of the trade and they would bag on her like a crack ho on skid row.
“Look at her. Think she looking good. But she ain’t shit.”
Y’all ain’t either.