These are photographs from my parents' wedding, Valentine's Day 1976. Everyone came with their hair tight! My father's afro is the bomb! My mother was natural at the time, too, but she pressed it for the wedding.
The Whole Wedding Party:
Removing the garter belt. My mother was leg-shy. But check out those platforms:
Mother throwing the bouquet:
Father throwing the garter belt:
The Couple: Aren't my parents beautiful.
When I started wearing my hair natural, my father taught me how to get a perfect afro. You had to blow it out. Then you had the k-cutter, the regular pick, the fan, and the small pick, you go from biggest to smallest. And if that last was missing, you could use a fork to pick out the little holes.
This was too hard for me and I was tender-headed, so I never did it, but I know how. 
The Whole Wedding Party:
Removing the garter belt. My mother was leg-shy. But check out those platforms:
Mother throwing the bouquet:
Father throwing the garter belt:
The Couple: Aren't my parents beautiful.
When I started wearing my hair natural, my father taught me how to get a perfect afro. You had to blow it out. Then you had the k-cutter, the regular pick, the fan, and the small pick, you go from biggest to smallest. And if that last was missing, you could use a fork to pick out the little holes.
This was too hard for me and I was tender-headed, so I never did it, but I know how. 
erplexed
