How would you describe your hair?
My hair is a bit crazy, unruly, I would say. But that's its nature, you have to accept it that way. It can be tamed but not completely. I am mixed race, Togolese-French. My hair is also mixed. In one place it can be very curly, in another place it can be slightly straighter, it can curl in one direction or the other... My hair improvises, it likes to surprise me. You have to get to know it and lead it in the right direction.
Have you always loved your hair?
Now I love it. But I hated it for a long time. This hair didn't fit, it wasn't right. My mother and grandmother taught me to hide it. From a very young age, I straightened my hair. I braided it, with extensions. And then little by little, I asked myself the question: why is this rejection, which is quite widespread, even within the black community? Why is it passed down from generation to generation? So I looked into it, and I found an interesting book by a West Indian sociologist, Juliette Smeralda: “Peau noire, cheveu crépu: l'histoire d'une alienation” (“Black skin, frizzy hair: the history of an alienation”). I realized that it goes back to the time of slavery. And it’s this relationship, between the dominant and the dominated, that has forever changed the relationship that black people have with their hair. Today, these stigmas have been passed down, without anyone really paying attention. No one, not even my closest friends, had ever seen my real hair. And then one day I really discovered it.