Back when I was in Secondary school, hair attachments and weavons made a splash into Nigerian salons. It was a very slow splash though initially as many churches considered it devilish and ‘Jezebelish’ and… lets not digress. Back to the weaves. Initially,the salons werent sewing them unto the hair (like is done now) but sticking them on.
Sometimes hot wax.
Yeah you heard me. Some poor girl would be squeling and crying while melted hot wax was applied to her scalp and all the hair attendants cooed at her and asked her to bear it.Thankfully, I never went through that and my scalp hurts right now just thinking about what women have gone through in this pursuit of beauty.
My friend happened to be in a salon one day where some lady was getting her ‘fine put on’ and the lady in questiom was maybe unusually waily and loud. The salon owner had been very surprised at the noise and had said.
‘Why are you crying? You no know sey yanga dey pain?’ (Dont you know that to be beautiful is painful?)