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I have my Sisterlocks, finally!

Posted in Sisterlocks with tags , , , , on April 19, 2010 by blynsay

I did it!

Yes, April 13, 2010 was my day and I cannot be happier.  I have some pics, that are further down in the post, but I want to give you a blow by blow…

My day really began the night before, as I was instructed to wash my hair, braid and band it, so that it would be comb-able the next day.  (I refused to take a picture of this as I did not want to scare any one.) I rummaged in the dresser and found a scarf to cover the braids and retired for the night.

I awoke for my lock date at 3:30 AM.  Anticipation can be wonderful and dreadful (pardon the pun), and for me it was both.  i just could not wait. My sleeplessness probably also was a combination of  joy and discomfort, as there was thunder and subsequently, my son had taken over my queen-sized bed, and relegated me to the edge.

I tossed and turned for a while and finally went to sleep shortly before the alarm.  Even though my appointment was not until 9:00, I got up at the regular time  and started my day.  All went well, except that son had a sore throat and was remaining at home.  Since I did not have to drop him off, I had a few extra minutes to address some of the things on my to do/go there/pick up for later list.

I got up and dressed and found a hat to wear to the shop and off I went.

I ran most of the errands, treated myself  to a grande, white chocolate half-caf mocha, from Starbucks, and arrived at the shop with 5 minutes to spare.

I had come prepared for a long, long day.  I brought the laptop (with a web-cam, so the folks at home could see the process),  my text book,  juice and vitamin water and some fruit. I expected to be their until the dark of night, because every blog I  read or You tube video I saw communicated the lock process as a 10 to 20 hour job.  Not fun but to me worth the struggle.

Around 9:15 a lady came to the shop.  I and my consultant thought she was there to receive services, but she was a trainee who was coming to shadow my consultant, Ashlee.  What a treat, someone to help in the process.   Then around 9:45, Paulette the shop owner came in and picked up her tool.  I was ecstatic with all the attention and also a little scared.  Was this going to hurt with three people working on my head at the same time?

Let’s face it, I’d  had my hair braided by some of our sisters from across the water, who will employ 2 braiders to get you out of the chair faster.  I have felt they were contesting to see who could pull my hair the hardest and create the biggest migraine.  Talk about pain.  But this experience was totally different.  No pain, pulling, discomfort or anything.  Matter of fact, I was so relaxed that I was able to sleep while they worked.

Yes, I went to sleep in a salon!  It was easy.  One reason I could sleep was because my anticipation had rendered me physically exhausted.  Secondly, and I think the most important reason(s), was the peace, quiet and fragrant atmosphere.  No sound of the blow dryer, no smell of burnt hair or chemicals and most of all I could just relax and enjoy the process.

In the past a salon visit meant you had to stay alert to hold your ear so it would not get burnt, or watch the timer to make sure that the relaxer was washed out before the burn reached the  critical stage. This was totally different.  Just the sound of quiet music, the scent of a fragrant candle, soft diffused natural light illuminating the room; tranquil and soothing.

When I woke up, my head was half done, around 1 PM and we were ready to order in lunch.  My consultant volunteered to pick up the food and we relaxed while she went to get the orders.  (No this is not the kind of salon where the man brings the jerk chicken and you can by a purse, or a boot-leg movie, or tickets to a play, etc.  If you are from Detroit, you know what I mean).

After a light lunch, I set up the web-cam, so the folks at home could see what was going on and the Ashlee and Denise (the trainee) began work again; this time with me reclining so that they could complete the top of my head.  This took another few hours, and around 5:30 PM they completed the last of around 400 teeny, weeny locks.

Ashlee and Denise braided and banded my hair and instructed me on how to wash it and allow it to dry. Because I have permed ends, I will need to braid my hair anytime I come in contact with water until my locks settle in.  This is to prevent slippage (unraveling).  I put my hat on and traveled home to   shampoo my hair for the first time.  I allowed it to dry overnight and then unwound my braids and fluffed out my locks.  The photos below are the results of my first braid-out.

I am loving my hair, and am more and more enamored with it every day.  Over the past week, it has become more and more spring-y and seems to have a life of its own.  I am willing to let it have “its” way, for the first time in my life and just enjoy the journey.

This is really day 2 at the officeUp close and personal

I had my Consultation!

Posted in Sisterlocks with tags , , on March 17, 2010 by blynsay

I spent 5 hours Friday night and 2 hours Saturday taking down my box braids.  My arms still ache.  My intention had been to have my hair braided again to take me to the last leg of my journey to Sisterlocks.  Why? Because I was afraid to wear my natural hair.

Let’s face it–my hair is cottony and shrinks to a tight, brillo-ey pattern at the first hint of moisture.  I would not be able to heat style my hair before the installation so I thought  I would hide under braids.  That was until I spent precious hours taking them out and dreaded having to do it again in a short amount of time–About 3 weeks!

So I washed my hair, colored the gray and got out the strong blow dryer.  Of course it was a rainy day, and windy so my nice little bob did not stay nice for long.  My hair started to shrink as soon as I left the house, but I was determined to go on.  On to my consultation!

I met with my certified Sisterlocks consultant, Ashlee at Locks4life in Oak Park, Michigan.  The shop was sunny and bright and filled with people with locs in all stages of growth.  There was even a little girl with Sisterlocks to her shoulders, whose mother locked her hair at 2 years old.

Ashlee looked at my hair, explained the process and installed 2 starter locs behind my right ear.  Now, I have had my hair braided many times, most times amidst pain (I am tender-headed).  I expected  much of the same.  But there was no pain.  She was done before I knew it!  Everyday I admire these little locs and am amazed.  Since my consultation, we have had a lot of rain and midst.  My hair has shrunk to a new level of tightness.  But my little starter locs have not changed in shape, exept to curl a little.  This is really promising to me.

Well, I have set my date for installation for April 9.  I have to wait a little because the cost is more than I can shell out just that soon.  But I am going forward and cannot wait for day.

I will post pics soon of the before, the during and the after so you can come along with me.