I have to admit that I wasn’t too focused on what would happen at this part of my journey. Here I was just about getting used to my lil’ afro and Afua drops a bombshell on me. “Let’s see if your hair is long enough to be braided”. It is safe to say my mouth was left exposed yet I wasn’t too optimistic. I had flash backs of when I was told my hair wasn’t long enough to braid by a salon owner.
Interestingly it was much longer than it is now! I should have gotten a second opinion rather than take hers as gospel. Unfortunately it caused me to texturise my hair with the false premise that my curls were not loose enough to be braided.
A NEW HOPE
The picture at the top shows how close my length was to being braided. Afua believed it would be ready to be braided in less than a month. I was pleasantly surprised….not even a relaxer or texturizer in sight. All I needed was a constant correct and disciplined hair regimen. Even though my hair wasn’t quite ready, there’s something edifying about monitoring realistic expectations and progress that’s unique to you.
I have come to realise that my journey is not only changing my look but also my outlook. For instance, I can no longer wear certain hats anymore (this would become a slight problem on my runs). Fortunately I rediscovered my long lost love for bandanas and headbands (like I was auditioning to be an extra in a Nelly video).
As per every summer, we decided to take the kids to a them park we haven’t visited before. This year was destination Legoland. Thankfully the weather held up and I was proud to show off my ever growing healthy ‘fro. Armed with a new afro comb, I was ready to show the world (or Legoland at least), just how far I’d come with my hair journey. The pic above shows how proud I was not only of my locks but as you can see, the sideburn game is improving…slightly. I just to establish a better connection then I’ll be in a different league