The trait that I would argue segregates people most
next to skin tone. Hair in my country is what defines a woman, in the Dominican
Republic everyone has big hips, but not everyone has "beautiful"
hair. I have been going to the salon since what I believe to be out of the
womb, once a week for two hours, I let someone terrorize my scalp. I am 18
years old, and I have gone since I was 10, that is 8 years, 2 hours a week, 52
weeks out of the year, which means I have spent 832 hours of my life in a
salon. Count in how much it costs, $25 a visit, so 10,400 so far, on my hair. I
would like to say that this was a forced activity on the part of my mother, who
did not want to walk around with a child with a birds nest on her head, but at
some point, I was the one asking to go to the salon. Why do we look at someone
and expect a certain type of hair? Why do we then judge them based on their
hair? If I saw someone with bright blue hair, I probably would think they are
less responsible than someone with normal brown hair, this is coming from
someone with purple tips. Why is it that hair is a tool for judgment, an
indicator of race, indicative of someone’s professionalism? In the photos I
took I aim to explore to hair, and how sometimes the hair does not match the
person or the expectations we have for their hair.










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