Remember as a kid, or even as a teenager, well hell, I know some adult women that still go to sleep like this:
In the introduction for “Friday”, Regina King’s character is shown sleeping with her head propped up on her hands, so she wouldn’t mess up her hair. Well this is how I slept last night. Not because I didn’t want to mess up my hair, but I had about 40 rollers in it, because I attempted yet another roller set for my locs.
Let me just say this. Those sponge rollers, just aren’t that spongy. I tried to alternate which hand I was propping myself up with because my wrists were falling asleep. Apparently my head is heavy. Or my wrists are weak. Yeah, I’m going with the weak wrists for now because a heavy head would insinuate that my head is big. I tossed and turned all night trying to get comfortable. My pillow wasn’t any help either because it’s one of those Tempurpedic pillows and they’re not the fluffiest.
At 4 a.m. I gave up on sleep.
Sitting in my dark bedroom I started unrolling my hair. My scalp loved me. I loved it back.
I remember a while ago during a conversation with a friend, he told me the one pet peeve he had about women were rollers. He hates for a woman to wear rollers to bed, or even a scarf. Personally, I hate both as well. I’m a sweater. No, not a cashmere sweater. I sweat when I have on a scarf, so I’ve never bothered to wear one. A few months ago I purchased my first scarf, and it’s been sitting on my dresser ever since. I do make love to my satin pillowcases every night, so I think my hair will survive.
The point of all of this…well…there really isn’t one. I just would like a company to make softer rollers, because my wrists can’t take holding up my head for another night.