naughty*locks

i've wanted them since i was 17. but i wasn't 'allowed'
i had no idea how to make them, i didn't know the basics, i didn't know anything about them.. other than the fact that i wanted them {craved them}
every few months I'd come back to them- contemplating, asking, looking, dreaming. but it was never the right time.

it's been 7 years since i first crushed on dreads.
and finally.
one day while i was in costa rica. i added one. teeny. tiny. little. baby dread to my head. and i fell in love with it.
i ended up making a few more randomly during the last few months
and woke up yesterday to my darling mom saying she would do them. her and my sister completely finished my head

37 baby dreads now adorn my head

i love them.
isn't it silly. how hair can transform how you feel.

my hair, has gotten so blah. sad. lifeless. I have been putting it up in an ugly bun on the top of my head because there's nothing else i can do with it. feeling. frumpy. gross. blah.

i hoped to get my hair dreaded by the dread goddess in portland this summer- but that was basically an impossible dream. i had decided to wait until costa rica. but the plans changed fast when my dear mom & sister volunteered to dread them  

* thank you…

and so.

yesterday.
my loving mom and sister just knotted.
and now…

naughty knotty little things... and i love them