The weave that lasted 1 day....

(pretty)

Oye. What a weekend. So in my previous post, I mentioned that I was getting my first sewn in weave. I picked up the hair on Wednesday, which I LOVE by the way, and prepped my hair for the big day. I also gave myself a big trim due to horrible split ends and knots which was cause by the kinky twists and dry winter air. Because of this, I've made the decision that I'm going to give extensions a rest and focus solely on the health of my hair. I've already purchased Jamaican Black Castor Oil to help restore my edges and split ends.

Now back to the big day.

My cousin/stylist was going to sewn in my weave because after spending $150 on hair, I refused to shell out another $100+ to have someone sewn it in.

My cousin was Free99.

Holla.

So to prepare my hair for the weave, my cousin braided my hair horizontally so that she can sew in the tracks of hair.

Red flag No. 1

I wanted my hair to braided in a circular motion because it makes it easier to clean your scalp and since I workout 4 days a week, this was very important to me. So I asked my cousin if she could braid the hair how I wanted it, she said she couldn't because she didn't know how to.

Red flag No. 2

*sigh* ok fine, I'll adjust. However, I noticed as she's braiding my hair, the braids were SUPER TIGHT. Like, OMG WHAT THE FUCK! tight, so as she's braiding my hair, I'm trying desperately to loosen up the braids because my scalp felt like it was being ripped off my skull.

Now once she was done, and I finished loosening up the braids, it was time for the weave. However, by this time, my scalp is sore and tender, and worry begins to set in. If there's too much tension on my scalp I can get traction alopecia which causes hair loss...holy hell.

So while my cousin is sewing in the weave, my scalp feels like hell and I'm starting to feel unsure about the whole thing. See, you have to understand, this was my very FIRST weave. I'm not a weavologists so I don't know what to expect.

Moving along...

Once my cousin was done with the middle of my hair, she started to sew in some tracks on my edges and my fucking good gawd, she sewn in one track tooo tight and I screamed out "FUCK".

Red flag No. 3

Because by this time alarms are BLARING in my head! I want this shit out! It hurts! I feel like an elephant is on my head! OMG IM GOING TO LOSE MY HAIR!

The pain was unbearable at this point, my entire head was throbbing. I consulted with my friends and everyone said this was normal, but it didn't feel normal to me. I was in serious pain and all I could think about was my hair underneath it. It was braided so tight and I was scared that I was going to be bald when all was said and done. She finished up by doing individual braids in the crown of my head that was WAYYY too tight. I did noticed however that you could see the tracks of the weave underneath the braids...like it was REALLY noticeable.

Exhibit A:

Red flag No. 4

So once she was done, I put my newfound hair in big twists and went to bed with a sore scalp and uncertainty.

Fast forward to Sunday morning, and to make a long story short...I couldn't take it anymore.

My scalp was sore, the hair, while big and luscious, was too much for me to handle and the pain was unbearable. So once I got home, at the suggestions of my friend Joy, I took the individual braids out in hopes of going to a weave salon and getting it fixed. However, while taking out the braids, I decided that if I couldn't find a salon to fix the weave, I was going to pay for someone to take it out.

and that's where my mom comes in.

So while talking to my mom about my hair situation, she said she was wondering WHEN I was going to take the weave out because she noticed my obvious discomfort and pain when my cousin was sewing it in. So she offered to take the tracks out for me(Ugh I love that woman). I gave her my scissors and she went to work.

Once she removed the weave, I had the task of gently removing the cornrows from my battered scalp. While doing this I noticed a small bald patch with small bumps located where my cousin sewn the track too tight....oye.

That's when I decided that I'm done with extensions. From now on, I'm going to focus on the health of my hair and work diligently to have healthy hair.

What a weekend....