by Miko Branch
DEDICATION
To Titi Cree Branch, my beloved sister:
may your legacy live forever.
CONTENTS
DEDICATION
PREFACE
STORIES AND RECIPES FROM OUR KITCHEN TABLE
ONE
MAKING SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING
TWO
DEEP ROOTS
THREE
STREET WISE
FOUR
YOUNG, GIFTED, AND BLACK-OWNED
FIVE
READY TO ROLL
SIX
HARD PRESSED
SEVEN
IT’S ALL ABOUT THE HAIR
EIGHT
THE BEST DAMN CURL CRÈME, PERIOD!
NINE
A SUDDEN TWIST
TEN
TRANSITIONERS
ELEVEN
BULL’S-EYE
TWELVE
NEW GROWTH
THIRTEEN
BIG ROLLERS
EPILOGUE
LETTER TO TITI
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
GLOSSARY OF RETAIL TERMS
THE LANGUAGE OF HAIR
DEFINITIONS
PRODUCT DEFINITIONS
FROM LIGHTEST TO HEAVIEST
PHOTO SECTION
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
CREDITS
COPYRIGHT
ABOUT THE PUBLISHER
PREFACE
Stories and Recipes from Our Kitchen Table
Saturday mornings are sacred to me. It’s when I work in our hair salon in Manhattan’s SoHo and am up close and personal with Miss Jessie’s most loyal customers. I’m always eager to hear their latest news about what’s going on in their lives. Not only is it my chance to catch up with old friends, it’s an opportunity to touch and feel what’s going on with their hair. I consider myself their collaborator as they develop their naturally curly looks, and I love to see the progress we’re making.
I make a point of getting to the salon on Broadway bright and early to prepare for the dozen or more women who I know will be coming in that morning to get their curls treated and styled. We pride ourselves on working fast, getting everyone in and out the door within a reasonable amount of time. My small team of stylists and I run our washing and styling stations with clocklike precision, each of us flitting from one head to the next, massaging in our styling treatments to elongate the curls, blowing the hair straight, cutting, and then manipulating their tresses to bring out their best curls. While we work, we talk to our customers about their hair issues and recommend products and techniques, often in the context of whatever is going on in their lives, whether they’re dating, having babies, or simply trying to find the right wash-n-go style to suit their busy work schedules. The atmosphere is bright and the conversation is flowing. Although we are working, it never feels like work. Best of all, I get to see the joy in the faces of these women as they watch their hair transformation. Watching them discover and embrace the beauty of their God-given hair texture is something that never gets old.
Whether it’s through the salon business, or through our line of Miss Jessie’s curly-hair-care products, my sister, Titi, and I have had the privilege of being part of a revolution in naturally curly hair since the 1990s. As co-owners of Miss Jessie’s, we’ve helped transform an industry as well as a culture, changing the way women around the globe embrace their natural hair texture. This is the story of how we did it and a blueprint for how you, too, can become an entrepreneur and make waves in any industry you choose.
Over the years, we have built several businesses: a family cleaning business with our father; an underground mom-and-pop business consisting of a single-chair home salon; our Bond and Hancock Street salons; Curve Miss Jessie’s salon, our e-commerce business; and our mass retail operation. Along the way we learned and relearned many lessons that you can apply as a small-business proprietor and an ambitious entrepreneur.
One of the first takeaways is that you don’t need money to transform an industry. You don’t even need privileges or contacts. My sister and I did not train or go to school to build a multimillion-dollar company from scratch. We don’t have MBAs, and we didn’t get bank loans or find angel investors. What we had was the seed of an idea, an entrepreneurial fire in our bellies, and a solid foundation of family and influences to learn from and observe, lending us the common sense, resourcefulness, and work ethic necessary to follow through on that dream.
That’s the story we want to share in this book. There’s a message here for every individual who doesn’t feel that he or she has an opportunity to be successful, whether that person is young, a single mother, working-class and coming up without advantages, or an aspiring hairdresser who wants to dream big. We did it; so can you.
To understand the DNA of our company and how we came to be the multimillion-dollar enterprise we are today, it’s necessary to know where we come from and the unconventional way we were raised. Miss Jessie’s is not just a business, it is deeply personal, and everything—from how we do hair to the choices we make in building the company—is inextricably linked to who we are as individuals. This business is so much more than a moneymaking enterprise: It is the authentic reflection of everything we stand for.
It all started with family and the way we were raised. Our upbringing and the generations of our family who worked hard and created something from nothing are among the key ingredients in our story. Who we are today and all we have built are based on a lifetime’s worth of learning that began from the time we could crawl. Titi and I absorbed everything we could from our unconventional upbringing, taking from our Japanese mother’s Zen aesthetic and our black father’s steely determination that we make something of ourselves, and the homespun grace of our Southern-belle grandmother, Miss Jessie: our company’s namesake and one of the strongest and most resourceful women we have ever met.
Over these next pages, you will meet the friends, family members, and mentors who were a part of our journey, many of whom remain connected to our business. You will learn how we soaked up the entrepreneurial and creative culture of the early hip-hop era on the streets of Queens, in Brooklyn’s artistic and business-minded mecca in the late nineties, and in the high-end salons of Manhattan. Before we made any kind of money or enjoyed any kind of business success, we put that knowledge to the test, picking up and absorbing all we could. We sampled everything, distilling and filing away what worked for us.
No single influence took over, and this enabled us to see a trend, find out what worked, and take it to a whole new level. It played out particularly in the way we leveraged the movement toward naturally curly hair, keeping our distance by showing, rather than telling, millions of women how they could have beautiful, healthy hair whatever their hair texture or ethnicity. And through redefining this movement, we empowered countless women by helping them transform the way they felt not just about their naturally curly hair but about themselves.
There is a long, rich, and complex history surrounding African-American women’s hair that ties to views on self-image. For generations, many black women were made to feel inferior as they faced the constant pressure to conform to European standards of beauty. This resulted in a kind of backlash, with a small but growing population of women forgoing harsh relaxers, weaves, and wigs. Grooming options for the “natural” market had long been limited to Afros, dreadlocks, and braids—looks that have not yet gained full acceptance in mainstream and corporate environments.
We learned a lot from the examples of those who came before us. When my sister and I decided that we were going to go into the business of curly hair, our father, in typical fashion, handed us a book, On Her Own Ground, a biography of legendary entrepreneur and philanthropist Madam C. J. Walker, brilliantly written by her great-great-gra
nddaughter A’Lelia Bundles. “Read this,” he said. “You could learn a lot from a great woman like her.” He was right. Entirely on her own and with no resources to speak of, she created hair products and launched an industry where none existed before.
Standing on her shoulders, we made it our mission to develop hair services and products that allow today’s women to have natural hair that is manageable, well groomed, and glamorous. Yes, the hair you were born with is a blessing, and we will prove it with plenty of before-and-after pictures. We will show you, just like we have demonstrated to our customers time and again, that it is possible to have the best of both worlds.
Of course, the naturally-curly-hair movement is just one of the many gorgeous strands that make up the story of Miss Jessie’s. This is also a tale of the evolution of our business and brand from the kitchen table of our brownstone in Brooklyn to the shelves of major retailers around the globe. Along the way, we’ll share the origins of the curly-hair revolution. Before we developed the product line, there were very few solutions in the market that existed for women with curly hair, particularly African-Americans. But as Miss Jessie’s caught fire, building a cult following and establishing a completely new product category in national chains like Target and CVS, recognition of the huge market potential grew, and corporate America joined the stampede to cater to a more ethnically diverse consumer.
This competition is validation for all that we’ve accomplished by staying true to who we are and never compromising on quality. We’re proud to say that Miss Jessie’s holds the lead, with a growing range of premium products based on intimate knowledge of the customers we serve. We know our customers like no one else because we are our own best customers, enabling us to offer women of various ethnicities beautiful solutions.
Miss Jessie’s is also the story of how our sister act reinvented the rules and followed instincts to become industry leaders. This book, which is both a memoir and a business how-to, details our hard-won lessons surviving as cheap labor for our father’s latest enterprise; being left to lean on ourselves as latchkey kids in Jamaica, Queens; learning about creating something from nothing at the kitchen table of our ever resourceful and inspiring grandmother, Miss Jessie; and blossoming as independent young women with bills to pay and dreams to build. It talks about the evolution of Miss Jessie’s from a single salon chair in a Brooklyn loft living room to a global product company that regularly graces the pages of Lucky, Glamour, Essence, Allure, and O magazines, laying out the highs and lows of a family partnership with intense candor and realism.
Above all, Miss Jessie’s is about the building of a business and a brand, with specific takeaways on how to do the same thing successfully in any industry. Miss Jessie’s is part of the backbone of the American economy—a Main Street business that expands and hires, creating jobs and prosperity. This book imparts advice and wisdom that is rooted in the real-life experience of developing a business within a recessionary economy.
Through our own example, and the stories of those who have inspired us, we will guide you through the process of building your own business. You’ll learn how, after soaking up a myriad of influences in your earliest years, it’s possible to find your own lane and turn your unique experiences into a revenue stream. Once you have your idea and a passion to see it through, you will find, with the help of our book, that it’s possible to create something from nothing—no excuses.
Throughout, you will gain valuable, actionable insights for your own business, like knowing your worth and pricing accordingly, and applying careful financial management that enables you to survive challenges. You will learn that employing grassroots word-of-mouth marketing revenues can build a core customer base; that engaging in a dialogue with the customer is an effective form of research and development; and that taking a precise and cautious approach to business expansion is essential to protect all that you have worked hard to build.
These were some of the many life and business lessons that launched us on our trajectory, turning our dream of becoming independent, self-sufficient entrepreneurs into an even bigger reality as we became the owners of a global hair-care brand. Our path to success was by no means conventional. We did not go to business school, and we had no family connections or money to speak of. But we had the raw ingredients of ingenuity, ambition, street smarts, and hard work. Into that mixture we added our experiences, along with the wisdom of our father, our mother, and our beloved grandmother, Miss Jessie. Binding it all together were the love and devotion we had for each other as sisters. That is how we created our business from scratch—naturally.
One
MAKING SOMETHING OUT OF NOTHING
What is excellent is always beautiful.
—KERRY JAMES MARSHALL
Miko, Miko, wake up! I’ve cracked the nut!”
Those were the words shouted by my sister, startling me out of a deep sleep. As I blinked a few times, slowly taking in the harsh light, she came into focus. Her beaming face said it all. Not one prone to exaggeration, Titi was a serious woman and did not excite easily or without cause. I knew that this was an important moment. After months of our experimentation, using our Brooklyn brownstone kitchen as a test lab, Titi had every right to wake me up to celebrate. Standing over my bed, she was holding up a version of the hairstyling cream that we had been trying for many months to get just right. As she swirled the mixture around and rubbed it between her thumb and index fingers, holding it up to my nose for a sniff, I could tell that everything about it was perfect.
The smell took me right back to the warm kitchen of Miss Jessie, our grandmother.
“MIKO, GO GET ME THAT POT!” ordered Miss Jessie from the central command post of her kitchen table. “No, not that one. The one with the black handle, to the left!” she corrected, peering up at me while never missing a beat at her chopping board as she cut onions and celery into fine, even pieces. “Titi, ain’t you done peeling them potatoes yet?” Miss Jessie raised her voice, this time at my sister. “C’mon now, we can’t keep waiting on you. You know I got to get my turkey in the oven, and then make my pies, too.”
Making that potato salad was like a military operation. Any stray grandchild who wandered into her kitchen was put to work, fetching, peeling, and mixing to help her produce the most delicious meals, made with love, experience, and an unerring sense of what worked. This was where the magic happened. Our paternal grandmother’s house in Poughkeepsie, New York, was the center of our lives, and her kitchen table was where Titi and I absorbed our greatest life lessons. It was the place where we were fed the incredible food and wisdom that would nourish and sustain us well into adulthood.
One of those lessons was how to make the best product possible, whether it was potato salad, sweet potato pie, or yellow cake batter. Miss Jessie never compromised. Her ingredients had to be the best. She used to go shopping every weekend at a local farmer’s market called Adam’s; that hapless store manager must have braced himself whenever he saw her coming. Miss Jessie used to inspect the potatoes as if they were fine diamonds, scrutinizing each flaw. For her salad, each one had to look good, with as few brown spots as possible. They had to be fresh, just dug up from the soil, and with her keen sense of smell, she could always tell. They also had to be the right color, weight, and consistency. She preferred the waxy yellow kind from Idaho, which held up best to boiling and mixing and had the most flavor. But she wasn’t going to pay top dollar for them. Heck, no! Watching Miss Jessie bargain the store staff down on price made us wish we had her in Washington, working on the next international trade deal or peace treaty. She was that good.
Once she got her ingredients home, chopped, and prepared, it was all about the mixing. For the potato salad, she always used the same large ceramic bowl. But she never relied on mixing utensils. Everything had to be gently and thoroughly blended by hand, to ensure that every morsel got coated with the mayonnaise she made from scratch. Then she fine-tuned, adding eggs for body, vinegar and sugar to bring out the zest,
a dash of paprika for color, and delicately cut pieces of red bell pepper for a pretty garnish.
When it was all done, and the meal had been served and enjoyed by the family members gathered at her house that Sunday, Miss Jessie would package the leftovers in her best Tupperware. Each container had to be the same size and color, so that we could each go home with an equal portion of food. It was usually enough to last us the rest of the week, enough that we could share it with the aunts, uncles, and cousins who’d missed out.
Whatever Miss Jessie was making, whether it was potato salad, peach cobbler, macaroni and cheese, or a frosted vanilla cake, had to be perfection. Each ingredient had to be properly sourced, and only the freshest and most flavorful would do. Our grandmother never stinted on quality, although she was never a fool on price. We took that same approach when we sourced our materials for business.
She was also a stickler for presentation. Whatever came out of her kitchen had to look, smell, and taste heavenly. The texture and color had to be just right. Her food was an experience for all the senses. Titi and I would later apply all of this knowledge and experience to our own products, putting the same love and care into our line of styling creams, conditioners, and gels.
THE NIGHT TITI INTERRUPTED my sleep, she introduced me to what would become Curly Pudding, our first breakthrough hair-care product. But in the wee hours of the morning, neither Titi nor I could have known that this invention was to bring us equal amounts of joy and despair. Over the next few years, Curly Pudding, and an entire line of Miss Jessie’s products, would afford us opportunities we never imagined—financial stability and independence and hard-fought recognition for being pioneers of the emerging segment of the hair-care business called the “natural hair movement.” We didn’t know then how huge this moment really was. But we had an idea we were on to something that would make our salon customers happy.
Ever since we started focusing on curly hair, we’d been struggling to find the right products to use in our Bed-Stuy salon. Nothing was quite right, and we found ourselves shopping the shelves of drugstores for products that we could combine and mix, using them in some unconventional ways. What we needed was a styling product that was gelatinous, without the tight hold of a gel. The needs of particularly tight-textured curly hair—the type most common among women of color—were specific, because for it to look and feel good, there had to be moisture, shine, and hold all in one product, with just the right amounts of each.
