All About the 2010 Golden Scissors Awards

Bringing the beautiful, the brave and the absurd, "Hair GaGa 2010" reclaimed the fun side of black hair.

A model gets her hair done before the show (Kea Taylor/Imagine Photography).
A model gets her hair done before the show (Kea Taylor/Imagine Photography).

As the models in feather eyelashes, ball gowns and bikinis sauntered down the runway, Jackson provided a running commentary of approval, shouting into the microphone over the loud techno beat, “Beautiful! Hot! Fierce! Beautiful! Hot! Gorgeous! Sexy! Beautiful! Yes!!”

Trophies were awarded for lifetime achievement, best barber, best black business, best Dominican salon and more. But the most celebrated hair celebrity was Jackson himself (“Mr. Glynn” to his devotees).

When his adoring staff presented him with a surprise award honoring his legacy, Jackson (yes, the same the man in a T-shirt bearing his own name in gold foil script) lowered his eyes and shed real tears, shaking his head almost as if considering turning down the honor. Then he spun to pose for the cameras with his trophy and massive bag of Carol’s Daughter goodies.

The event was like a service over which he presided as pastor, interspersing motivational messages about the black hair movement, black business and, again and again, “the children!”

Those “children” were the stars of the show. Just when you thought Willow Smith was exceptionally poised and talented (and maybe a tad grown for her 9 years), a 2-year-old Mr. T stomps down the runway like a shrunken Tyson Beckford, striking a pose so photographers can catch the details of his Mohawk. He’s followed by itty-bitty girls in tutus. They look like they should be toddling in pre-ballet, but they’re strutting and shaking their rainbow-colored ponytails with lips pursed in facial expressions that would put them in contention for any Top Model challenge.

None of these children is in need of self-image therapy via the viral Sesame Street “I Love My Hair” video. Who has any use for a gyrating, perma-smiling, hopping, bopping puppet trying to convey that black hair is cool when there’s a kids’ natural-hair salon like B.R.A.T. Box Salon For Kids putting on a skittle-colored, Willie Wonka-themed exhibition? “The way I normally wear my hair is less extreme, but still pretty. Still really pretty,” said 11-year-old Diamond Carter as she prepped for the performance.