Here’s another melanated voice chiming in with their testimony of how uplifting and awe- inspiring experience Curl Fest was:
The morning of Curl Fest was filled with anticipation. I had spent the night before picking out my outfit and hot glue gunning together my flower crown. This is my first year in attendance for this particular pilgrimage to the Neathermeads in Prospect Park. (Sounds so Mystical) Curly Tops, Twist Outs, and groups of beautiful, glowing black people were just pouring out of the station from my up-top view of the street. As soon as we crossed the threshold to the park, my friend Kayla says, “l feel like we’re going to find God today.”
Before we could even figure out were we were on the festival grounds, the Devas found us.
The two of just a handful of the most talented stylists at DevaChan Soho. Their personal styles are married in their skill. They truly know how to get results that leave you feeling joyful about your hair. If your not trusting of your neighborhood DevaCut; book your appointment with them. (@deanna_devacurl, @fitzed_devacurl)
So of course I had to check out the Deva Stand. I have been wanting to try the Super Stretch. I received word that it’s not bad on Lvl4 Curly Hair. Definitely want to do a twist out or maybe just a wash-and-go.
Lotta Body has been my favorite styling brand to use daily. I love the foam! It makes my hair manageable if it’s becoming shrunken and frizzy. It’s to hot to have any real expectations of an edge control but I like that the Lotta Body Edge control vibes nicely with perspiration in the skin. Just remember to clean the hairline with witch hazel at the end of day to absolve product build up. Any way, I just got the Lotta Body comb because I was not waiting in that line. Lotta Body’s line had a Lotta people!
There was a lot of people everywhere so much to love and appreciate. My favorite are those with bright colorful curly curls.
At one point me and some Goddesses attempted to make a rainbow.
So many faces at Curl Fest some old some new.
It was hard to say goodbye to but I know I have next year to say hello again.
After the event ended, a spectator stopped asked if the vibe felt different this year. Almost like certain neighbors were questioning the colorful display of pride on their streets.
I contemplated back. I don’t recall feeling unwelcome in this community. More importantly, I was with my community. Everywhere I looked there was a black or brown person that had a pride in who they are that you can feel. It always feels good. If it feels bad it’s bad. I’m used to disregarding the judgmental energies around me. I don’t look for their presence. My intuition guides my way from negativity to spaces that are safe for me to occupy. Hence the evolution of my hair to this bright green ombré situation I have going on.
It’s a statement:
We can live out our wildest dreams. No one can tell you that you can’t love what you do. With love to my sisters whose hair is healthy, bouncy, and bold their life is busy, booked and blessed. Asé