My dread locs... are very distinct in size, warm with every coil that contain beauty. Loving the way it hangs, dangles, and block my line of vision in my face. Oh how they swing back and forth in front of my eyes. Black and honey brown they make me more distinct from every other woman connected to their beautiful locs. Just the perfect accessory for my look. My dread locs are not yours, each one is different. Some days they are free to roam in the collar of my shirt. Other days I have them held hostage in a ponytail. Occasionally they are tangled in my glasses. Always keeping my fingers in my locs. Though they took their time to mature from funny to bad hair days to wearing warm fuzzy hats. Day by day looking even better. My dread locs as I lounge around relaxing I rest my head, they to rest along my pillow as my boo runs his fingers to show them love. Sound good to bad you don't have my locs, walking with my head held high they glow in the morning's sun. I would just dread to unlock my dread locs.
***If you have dread locs you know the joy of locs***
Keep going for those of you that have just started your journey to lochood. Its a wonderful thing when your locs are mature. The true test comes while transitioning from stage to stage but you will never look back. Snap Snap Snap pictures are your friend til the end. It shows you of all the growth that has accumulated and the different stages will give you that boost to continue. Don't get me wrong, its hard to keep going when you feel that this is to much and why did you ever decided to go for the natural look. You can do it...
You can do it...
You can do it...
LOC ARE AWESOME...MY DREAD LOCS
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