Mantra - Curly Weaves for Blacks

Introduction

by 

Iroabuchi S. Onwuka


Interesting cultural fit for some occasions

Mantra - Curly Weaves for Blacks




Rochette Aytes Curly Hair. Her short weaves are cherished but as for the question of scientific thinking of hair styles, it takes a community. Like the adjacent observers including the women, the beauty of this nature hardly lose the better day. For Amateurs in hair styling, there are reasons the curls are all of a sudden important.



 Wife ? beauty and nature are trims apart. Brazilian hair is still a 'popular' kind of extension - sources say.  There are no products specified - the intent to look at the hair product which belong to its class and currency in the use of artificial hair. But there are other assumptions about hair and penetration of the market or the use of color. The styles for increasing use of curls and the attentions to details makes the case for some of better combination for young girls. For African Americans the conditions are not separately different from others, but the matching sequence and expectation in of greater interest. 




Courtesy of Naijadeevas.com. Curled Brazilian brown hair. The picture is interesting for make-up artist, the choice for the color is hard for a natural look.The audience is largely one piece of long dress and the all possibility, the image from hints of public information gives a look that alternately challenge.




Hot! Curvy natural hair? or no.  The inspiration to look at the natural style for these women is not the lips - perhaps it is, it is the hair, full, rump and tallies a great day. For people interested in long hair with svelte dark sheen  - there is a weave that spoils for skin complexion. Although the dark noir may please audience, the larger audience have reasons to celebrate.  




 Brandy - Afro Kinky style. The word is not really classic for a style reflect her industry but the attraction is makes for the right audience inspire all kinds of interest. How a hair is worn is useful what it does to the models, but anyone looking at the pictures closely, will see a shift from short African all natural style to something new and revealing. Although for Brandy a chapter for fashion or her latest expos for public consumption, the beauty of the dress code is illustrated by the hair.

Who say she is leading the music with voice only?



The First Lady in a School by itself, the perm curls and short waves are articles of Salon impression - Here's a look courtesy of Hairstyleinder explains the pattern for 'Short Curly Weaves' and why a model for a day and inspiration for a life time go hand in globe.    




Curly hair style. Beyonce - Destiny Child. Is there anytime her hair is not an issue? The broach to the golden tier emblazon her bronze decor and images looking to impress her fans and audience. Perhaps the skin is a language that tappers reality with nature and the hair speak a different language for a Saturday night than a Sunday.

There are no doubt, long curly weaves and the artist weave the rest to show how they imagine themselves for their audience, it is the individual that survive the view. 

Under the Udala trees - Chinelo Okparanta

Title - Under the Udala Trees

Year - 2015 - August 17th. - Fiction

Author - Chinelo Okparanta

Publisher - Houghton PRESS

Reviewed

Sampson I.M Onwuka

 

A literary child of Soyinka, adopted by interest to Achebe and her work draws blood from both houses. There is color in writing; the style is 21^st English – the language American than New York. There is narrative in its each page interspersed with quick and final arrival of a story of two friends at the eve of the Nigerian Civil War unaware of their biological changes and the changes taking place around them. The pages did not impress, her writing does – more like a book heavily edited to suit the tempo public interest. She hardly makes it to a genre, and one gets muddled with civil war scenario and loose the construction of her story - whereas the nature of writing is academic demonstration and it based on a further hope of the gift which must be used without fear I for one, is compelled to tickle her style. 

Taken differently, most interesting readers may be looking at the story from any given perspective, but in terms of style and authenticity of delivery - there is Soyinka to compare with. If like Soyinka, one incident from the civil war defined the book or formed the basis on her narrative, it will earn additional strip than 2 stars. There is nothing teach her than the re-affirmation that you can attack the subject as you see it.  Chinelo Okparanta has some distance to cover but not necessarily ways to go, she has some depth to descend in with story and her subject than the events that deals with her story, but a nook and tie of such nature riddled with sarcasm hardly survive the language of demonstration.

If there is such a thing as climax in writing, my impression is that hers is not such a plateau as she is a peak – the success of the book will depend on how far she walks the peak  - for instance the range between the arrival of new Pentecostal attitude in the 80’s in Nigerian and the backdrop to Ironsi’s administration.  The problem with the binary fusion in the discussion in the page is that it often fails to comport to a story line. We can argue that in writing, there are degrees of finality of personal expression which shows in any book. From such loftily the most dispassionate observer can begin to form images of her mind’s construction.

“I sucked; out of the way things had taken this unexpected turn. Out of the fact I had gone and allowed myself to marry Chibundu. Out of the fact that his job had led us away from Aba, away from Ndidi.”

“He sucked; out of the rigidness of his job. Out of the newness of his responsibilities.”

“And of Course there was again, the state of our new home. So many things old and falling apart as they were, it was a home that fueled our bad moods. If it could have done as much, the home itself would have sulked with us.”  

You are no longer looking a form of Buchi Emecheta in the first two lines, a bit of Maya Angelou in the second line and that when she mentions‘And of Course there was again…’, there is a raconteur ameliorated to Sula and Toni Morrison than Alice Walker and her ‘Color Purple’. She is not yet in this arena, she is saved by her expectations of the reader – the Nigeria; the African.
  

The unpreparedness of the Nigerian Civilian population is a language of demonstration that is blighted by the mirage of Pentecostal revival, there are hints of Brother Jerome and a repressed Soyinka and a ‘Hammered Gold’ but we lose tract of the author after a while. For a book with less 300 pages, the author is not a major. The perspective of living out a period and era is not easy detail, but based on Adiche, Chinelo Okparanta and her book merits an introduction.

Fatality does not always suggest hints of desperation which Adiche strong nerves, it seethes to a finish and the executive power of this author frail with impression of a young writer decided by nature crippled by scope.  But going forward --- her writing is bereft of youth – her images are no longer for this audience.