Watch Me Transform..


Hi there! Thanks for stopping by.

Don’t be alarmed.

The above image is the IamTinashe that in the past, only my very close friends and family would see. As Beyoncé said, “I woke up like this”.

A sleep deprived wife and mother who works full time. No foundation or makeup, no filled in eye brows – not even Vaseline to moisturise my lips. My natural hair had been washed the night before (my natural sisters know all about shrinkage – got me looking like a criminal on the loose) but as you can probably tell – no comb had tended to my hair. Everything has been stripped away so you can see me.

The real me.

All of me.


I will say this – like most people would, when they look at themselves in the mirror just as they are – it can be confronting to see such rawness. For a moment, I felt just like that – then I got over it. Why? I still see a lot of beauty in my natural state – if you can’t be comfortable in your own skin ask yourself – what’s going on?

I probably could have smiled for the photo – but how many before pictures have you seen of a model smiling?

My point exactly.

When I took this picture it had been exactly 36 hours since I had removed the braids I had earlier. I had made arrangements for a home hairdresser to come over and do my hair. This process alone is not easy because, like most women of colour would know, when you get a hairdresser to do your hair, you are basically giving them ALL of your trust to make sure that you don’t look crazy in these streets. Finding a reliable hairdresser in the African community can be difficult – either they don’t show up, come hours late, charge absurd prices, or leave your hair looking like a hot mess. So when you find a good one, you hold on to them – TIGHTLY.

To be fair, it’s not easy being me. I change my hair once a month – it keeps my hair fresh and my Husbae thinking he is with a new woman every 4 weeks. Hahaha, I have jokes.

This month I decided that I was going to rock a curly and frizzy weave. Which is a strange choice, because I have never been one to like weaves – wigs are more my thing.

BUT now that it’s not just about me and what I like, I have to be somewhat considerate of others. Why? Well, Imagine having a wig on and you’re feeling yourself and then the next moment you take the wig off and you are left with just the wig cap covering your not-so-evenly-spaced cornrows – it can be confronting for the baby and worse still for your better half. Can anyone say, mood killer?

So I needed something semi-permanent, minimum fuss – maximum appeal and glamour. Whilst weaves are not my favourite, I think they are a great protective style for my nappy hair. Thus, I decided to document the process so I can show you my transformation.

To achieve this look you will need (I used):

  • Hair extensions – I used synthetic curly hair. Brand – Noble Gold, Style – Bloom Curl, Colour – 1B
  • Comb to untangle your hair and create lines for cornrows
  • Oil to soothe your scalp – I like to use coconut oil
  • Weaving thread and a weaving needle – essential tools for the hair install
  • Scissors – allows you to shape and even out the hair


Step One

My scalp often reacts to the hair extensions’ film, so before I do anything I like to firstly wash my extensions with apple cider vinegar. This removes any unwanted residue. The hair doesn’t smell so good after that so I will then wash it hair with baby conditioner or anything that I can find in the house.


Step Two

To lay the foundation for the sew-in weave my entire head of hair was braided in cornrows- from forehead to the nape of my neck.


Step Three

Starting from the back row, sew in the weave using your weaving needle and thread.

Step Four

Repeat step three until you have sewn over all the cornrows on your head with the weave.


Step Four

Cut and Style until your heart is content.



You know, I have had weaves in the past and if I lasted two weeks it was one hell of an achievement. My scalp always gets irritated under the weave resulting in odd head pats or reaching for the bobby pin to scratch the hard to reach places. So far it’s been 3 weeks, 4days, 6 hours and 18mins and I can see the 4-week light before I switch up my hair once more…

I did this post because people were asking about my hair. And whilst I would have loved to say it’s all mine boo boo – the truth shall set you free.

IamTinashe. xx

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