That hair thing ... again!

I have a friend who is interested in Sisterlocks, especially since seeing mine. She's been wearing a press and curl for years, but is looking for an option that will give her more freedom to exercise.
She broached the subject with her husband recently. His reaction: "I'd be very disappointed."
My friend was so ticked that she thought about getting her locs right away! But she knew she wouldn't be doing it in the right spirit.
Anyway, her hubby later apologized and acknowledged that he had no right to tell her what to do with her hair.
I mention this because it illustrates a point that frustrates me: Why do we as African American women have to climb over so many hurdles just to be ourselves in this society?

On a positive note: I'm now nearly three weeks into SLs. Had my follow-up appointment earlier this week. My consultant says the locs are coming along quite well! She especially loves the way the ends are behaving. So that's a relief!
And I reached a milestone of sorts: A few days ago, I gave away my ceramic flat iron. No need for that anymore. (It never straightened my hair much anyway -- LOL.) I guess I'll have to give away my electric pressing comb, too. Gotta find another way to test the smoke detector. :-)
The collection of hair oils, creams, sprays, etc. will be next. This is going to be fun.

Making my debut (2 days SL'd)

Two wonderful things have happened.
First and foremost, my husband says he loves my hair! He was fully supportive of my decision to get Sisterlocks, yet I still wondered how he would react once I really did it. He told me yesterday that he likes the locks a lot -- more than my previous style (microbraids with human-hair extensions. One reason, he said, is because it's my hair.
Now, ain't that a kick in the head?
My style also drew compliments during my first two days back at work, even from people I hardly know.
I guess I should count myself lucky. The same thickness and length (at least 5 inches of natural hair) that made my hair a pain to deal with loose** are working to my benefit now.
That's the beauty of Sisterlocks. Finally women with tightly coiled hair have something that works with, rather than against, the nature of our hair.
The first shampoo shrunk the locks, but it also made my hair look very full, with no parts showing except some parting at the hairline.
That was quite a relief. Until next time!

(** How tough was it? I literally had to duct-tape the comb attachment onto my blow dryer so it would stay put as I blow-dried my hair for the locking session, plus I lost even more of the few teeth left on the thing!)

Sisterlocked!

My locks were installed in a marathon, 17-hour session that started at 8:30 a.m. on Monday, March 5 and ended just before 2 a.m. on March 6. I am now officially Sisterlocked!
I can't believe how full they are. My consultant had me wash them when I got home (actually I waited until later this morning.) I braided and banded, washed and rinsed. then I removed the braids.
There was a good amount of shrinkage, which I expected, but it came out in this cute curly style.
I have a feeling I will be fully locked in no time!
I should have something profound to say. I'm just so grateful that I finally got off the fence and got my locs -- after so many years listening to the voice of doubt and fear. I plan to write a poem saying goodbye to my loose natural hair. Stay tuned.

My first attempt at the Blog universe

Hello to everyone. I'm attempting to blog for the first time. I'm excited because in two days, I will be Sisterlocked -- after dragging my feet for at least five years. Please stay tuned. I'll try to keep up this blog as the journey gets underway and put up a few pictures.