When I turned 30 I decided I was done. Done straightening my hair, done paying hundreds or dollars for weaves and braids. Done being anything but authentically myself. My youngest two kids have only every known me to have locs. A few times over the years I have cut my locs but I’ve never cut them off, just shorter a few times. Well today I’ve decided to start being more adventurous with my locs. Having more FUN with them. My locs are GORGEOUS. I get stopped on the street a LOT by people complimenting them but I get lazy and they are always the same. So…..here goes nothing.
Holy CRAP my dreads are long. It’s about this length I start thinking I’m too old for long hair and end up cutting them to shoulder length. And then I remember Toni Morrison and my goal to have beautiful grey dreads when I’m 84 like she is.
Hair goal. Miss Morrison. Rockin’ the grey dreads like a boss.
Here I am straight out of the shower, all washed up and ready to start my retwist.
Half way through twisting I always start whining. First because my hair starts to dry and it gets painful to separate and second because I have EXTREMELY thick hair. Like CRAZY thick. I have no idea how my mother managed my head when I was a kid. Oh wait yes I do, with a hot comb on the stove and lots a tears from me. For those who doesn’t know what a hot comb is it looks like THIS.
And it’s heated directly on the stove and then run through your hair to ‘straighten’ it. So the next time you are whining about your adorable little chi straightener ‘burning’ you I thank you to SHUT THE FUCK UP. You don’t know pain until a hot steel comb hits your head directly for the stove. You can thank a black person I’m sure we are the entire reason you CAN straighten your hair without third degree burns all over your damn head…..but I digress.
When I’m all done I feel such a sense of accomplishment. I’m not sure WHY I whine it really only takes me about 30 minutes to twist. I used to sit for 2-six hour sessions to get braids back in the 90s so this is NOTHING. And yet I still whine.
Next up i decided to put in some pony tails because I don’t want the curls to go all the way up my head.
Also note to self, having no make up I’m fine with but MAN I really need to fill in my eyebrows. LOL.
All curled up with the pipecleaners. Now the five million hour wait for my very thick hair to dry.
The Verdict??? CURLS FOR DAYS!!!
So this is me first thing this morning after I pulled out the pipe cleaners! Oh MY GOD! I have CURLS! I have no idea why I haven’t done something like this before. I’m loving it. I’m not going to separate it all out just let it fall and see what happens over the next few days.
I am glad I took this little leap. Sometimes I forget to do fun things just for me. This is totally worth Miss Thing making fun of me all day yesterday while I was walking around with pipecleaners in my hair. Ooooo I should probably see my mother while I’m rocking the curls. She can not STAND my dreads but I’m thinking if she say them all fancied up she might actually think they are cute. Ok, that might be a stretch but she will have to admit I look damn good.