That's half a year!
I don't even know if they are babies anymore. I would say they are pre-teens. For the 6th month celebration, I set an appointment with my loctician and maaaaan, I forgot how fabulous her shop is.
She gives me hugs, cleanses the scalp like crazy and then I plop in the chair. She passes me an Essence magazine (the one with Queen on the cover...that's a good issue!) and we turn on "Along Came A Spider". We talk. I read. We watch the movies. My phone rings.
My loctician: "Want me to get that for you?"
Me: No ma'am. I'm in therapy right now.
She laughs.
And it's true....if I could afford it I would go to her every month. I have such peace being surrounded by ladies with positive spirits. My loctician was in love with how my hair looked. She couldn't stop complimenting me. She said that at 6 months.....the locs were looking good!
Looky!
I was soooo engaged in the movie "The Last Dragon".
I'm a silly rabbit...
Length baby length!
Thickness!
Wow.
I love them. Not as much as I will in a day or so. Locs look better a few days AFTER the hair appointment. The fuzzies start to come back a bit and they look amaziiiiing.
Products she used:
I still don't know! I always forget to ask. I am in such a zone in her shop.
My worries:
-Some of my locs are still very thin. Verrrry thin.
-My dandruff. I really think it's a scalp problem. I am going to the dermatologist to handle this.
I'll be sure to snap some shots of the locs in a few days and you'll see the difference.
I am in love!
Peace and loc've.
