The Hair Care series examines hair care articles from my childhood. Growing up as a biracial/Black kid in a mostly white community I had a complex relationship with my hair that evolved into shame as I approached adolescence. My hair wouldn’t do the things that all the other girls’ hair did, and aside from my sister, I didn’t know any other girls with hair like me. It took me over 20 years, but now as an adult, I love my hair; it has become most wonderful connector between me and other biracial and Black women, and has activated countless conversations about self-love, personal care, and identity. My hair used to make me feel isolated, but now it reminds me that I’m part of a community; and my hair connects me to my ancestors - a legacy of strong, beautiful people who survived.