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The Dread worms Yeah so yesterday night I finally did it! I locked my hair! But since I woke up today, I have been prettified…. These are not dreadlocks?!?!  They look like worms coming out of my skull. Dread worms! Is it me or am I missing something? These dreadlocks look as skinny as the ones I hear people call sister locks..come on! I told the lady that I wanted fat locks. Why do I have these as my end product? Sometimes I wonder why I let my brain talk me into deviating from things I know. You might argue that it is a necessary part of growing up but it still sucks! I hear it takes time for the locks to bulk up. Sadly, when John got his own locks, he had extensions in them so they looked fat and healthy. These my own locks look hungry and malnourished. Ok maybe that’s a bit harsh because they are shiny and somehow lovely. But what if these worms don’t bulk up? I know that I am just fussing but I can’t help myself. I can’t even express these fears because I had been going on an on about wanting dreadlocks ever since. This is literally day 1 of my dreadlocks journey and I am not coping well at all. Sincerely, I feel like washing them off. Perhaps the fact that these locks are temporary is a bad thing. I keep feeling like I can abandon ship like nowish and maybe that’s not helping me confront this new reality. “Sweetheart, these are dreadworms”, I blurted out  to John. I finally said it out loud. It felt good to admit it to someone else instead of just bottling it up. “Hahahahahha…like literally, you describe things so aptly”, he was looking at my hair as he spoke and could not stop laughing. Then I think he looked at my face because he stopped laughing abruptly. “It’s not funny. You were not supposed to agree with me silly?!” I said “Sorry boo, they just looked like worms and to call them dread worms was just perfect”, he said again trying not to laugh. I pouted my lips. “I don’t think you can even relate with the way I am feeling right now”, I said angrily. “Seriously?”, he said pretending to be amazed as he pulled at his glorious back length locks. “You know I am the Rasta man!” he said mockingly. “Sharrap!”,  I said sarcastically, “says the man who masked his short locks with long extensions!”, I sniped. “Yeah, fair enough, but you remember my hair was short”, he replied, pretending to sulk. “But did you not come home with a sample lock after the initial appointment, even that one was fatter than this”, I said in frustration. “That’s true, he said, but don’t forget that he used the crotchet method. It was permanent right from day one”, he added. That was very true. Now I began wondering why I had allowed the locktician lady talk me into the twisting method. She had said, it would give me time to see how I felt because it was temporary.  I could wash it off if it wasn’t for me. That sounded like a good idea at the time. However, she did not warn me that the output would differ from the locks I was used to seeing people wear on the street! She did say I needed to be patient and “let the hair do its thing”. What thing.? This hair stood no chance. These worms! “See if it’s any consolation, I remember this lady in my office some years ago”, he said cupping my face into his arms and cutting through my thoughts. “She appeared one day with dreadworms”, he said smiling “You should so trademark this your terminology”, he digressed beginning to giggle. “Leave me John”, I said pulling away and laughing. This guy was just too funny. Trademark? Who says that? “See…. that made you smile”, he said “that’s my beautiful girl”. “So wetin happen to the dreadworms colleague”, I asked “Ehen, so she can to work with the dread….”worms” I said cutting in, “continue the gist jare!”, I said still laughing. It looked different … and skinny. That was like 3 years ago. You know when I worked with Cooper and Holistic Associates?” I nodded in agreement. “Well, I ran into her last year and her locks were as big as mine and very long… intact they were beautiful? “Really?” I asked “Yeah” , he said smiling. “I hope you are not just saying that to console me?” I asked “When have I ever deceived you?” he asked “Well…. don’t get me started” I replied smiling. “You know what I mean boo, be serious”, he said. “For real, her hair is long and glorious. I think you just need to give this hair time, it’s just day one. Patience is one of your strongest virtues”, he said With that we burst into laughter. We both knew there was absolutely no truth in that. I hated waiting…even for the bus. But somehow, what he said made me happy. Someone with my kind of skinny locks later got huge one. Cool! I hoped my OH was not deceiving me because, if he was, he had won. To be continued Photo credit Pixabay

Dreadlocks: To be or not to be Part 3