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There is good tight knotting going on, but it's hard to see beneath the wispy ends. This is what comes of letting layered hair go... until there's some more length there they'll continue to look like a fluffy mass.
Maybe I'm just having a down moment about them. This is normal... like a mantra - these things take time. I'm not doing any maintenance other than separating them when they try to eat each other, and even that's not happening as much as it used to. Patience. If it was colder I would stick a hat on and forget about them.
The ends are still wispy but they're starting to get slowly sucked up, looping and folding in on themselves.
after washing for first time with dr. bronners lavender organic castille soap.
they feel softer. mmm mmm good.
Dreads in motion... Wheee!
With a headband and a reasonably fresh redye with Rubine again.
Had to retreat inside for photos today as Britain's weather front does what it's best at, and dumps rain everywhere.
It's been looking more felted lately and the loops are getting pretty solid.
I've also just realised that my camera thinks it's 2011. I'm sure I had the right year when I set the date/time... can't be having senior moments yet, I'm too young!
Emanuel Grech of TRIBALI, playing the Digerido on the rock stage together with Fakawi!
Heck of a show.
Submitted as Flickiristi monthly challenge: Rock 'n' Roll
Work in progress for my first successful hat created at Annette Quentin-Stoll's workshop organised brilliantly by Feltmakers Ireland!
Redyed with the usual stuff, hood up because it's a bit chilly down the back of the neck today... and my hair is due a wash.
I have been wanting dreads for several years now. I finally found someone locally to do mine and jumped on the opportunity. 9 hours later, I had dreadlocks.
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Underneath the featheriness are some pretty solid dreadlocks. The ends are a law unto themselves.
The blue dye has faded pretty drastically after only a month, but that's normal with a twice weekly hair washing and it's what I've come to expect from blue hair dyes.
My Mother thinks I'm mad for doing this to myself. She honestly doesn't seem to understand how I could accept myself looking this way, and in turn I think I'm having a hard time getting across to her that this in itself can be a beautiful thing. Each to their own, but I'd like it if she stopped suggesting I need to brush it out.