![]() Seventeen and Glamour weren’t telling me that. In the middle, on page 43, there would be the “Beauty of the Week” and she was always brown-like me! I loved each and every Beauty of the Week because besides telling me their measurements and zodiac sign, they told me that Black is beautiful. Thank goodness, I could go to my Granny BB’s house every Sunday for dinner. Seventeen and Teen magazines were designed for teen girls-just not Black, teen girls but I like every other vain, teen girl out there craved the beauty tips, so I settled for the only things that were readily available. Not that ANY of these articles addressed me, a Black girl with natural, Black hair, but it was all I had. I poured over the articles about what colors to wear to make blue eyes pop, how to mimic a “natural blush,” how to deal with rosacea, and how to prevent chlorine from turning my blond hair green. I have girlfriends who tried curly perms (nobody told us that they weren’t for us). Heck, the magazine said it would a”add body to my curls.” It wasn’t just me. I got the combo brush/curling iron stuck so severely in my hair that it had to be cut out. Green eye shadow, purple eye-liner, baby pink blush completed my clownish looks. ![]() That wasn’t the end of by beauty failures. Who knew that hair could turn bronze - the color of a penny? That summer, I learned that it indeed can. To add to my hair issues, I had no idea that I wasn’t supposed to use “Sun-In” to get blond highlights in my dark brown hair like some star said they did in Tiger Beat Magazine. Do you know what happens when you try to make cotton-textured hair bend and blend? You end up looking like an airplane trying to take off - with two fluffy wings sticking straight-out on both sides of your face. I spent the majority of my middle school years trying to make my coarse hair feather back like Suzanne Somers and Farrah Fawcett.
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