This might be one of the silliest blog posts I write but fuck it, today was a long day and I need to vent.
Everything started out pretty gray and then blossomed into a relaxing walk and art gallery day in Malmo Sweden. The city is small and not much to do but it does its best to try and have events and things. After a long day I decided to check out some stores in search for a hair brush. Now for the average Swede this is a very easy task, and let me add, for the average WHITE SWEDE. After living hear off an on for about 1 year, I have come to find out it is very hard to be black and live in a country so white. Something as simple as looking for a store that sales hair brushes for black men turned into a 2 hour adventure.
While on my scavenger hunt for the golden hair brush from God, I walked into a couple different store. One lady told me she never seen a hair brush made for black men in her life, so then I asked her, “Isnt this a beauty shop, black people dont come here?” She replied by saying no.
So then I noticed there were dozens of barbershops in Malmo, I thought my search would quickly be over. In New York when you see a Barber shop usually the owners sale some beauty products for men, one of which is a hair brush. Thank God! I knew if I walked into one of the barber shops in Sweden I would be sure to find a hair brush. Once I walked into my first shop I had a hard time with communication and in the end I realized they didnt sale brushes. I thought ok, well I am sure to find one at the second one I go to, and surely enough I see hair brushes for men displayed in the window of the second barbershop. So, I walk in and tell the barber please, I want to buy this brush you have here and the barber looks at me in shock and says, “Im sorry brother but these brushes arent for sale.
I was pissed the fuck off. No one goes to these damn barbershops look like me so why do they need to have the hair brush only on display. Why cant I have it! At this point I decided to go home to my dark apartment and order a brush online. Seems very stupid to me but fuck it this is my life now.
As I got close to my apt I remembered that there was a black barbershop close to me, so I thought, why not, let me check. Once I walked into the shop it smelled lack Africa! Although I was born in America, my parents are Nigerian so im a very proud Nigerian American.
I felt at home in the barbershop and before I could even ask I saw my true love!!!!!!! Gods gift to all black men with hair. My new brush!
Thank you God :)
(Excuse any grammar mistakes or misspellings, I dont really care)