Happy Lociversary! ๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ”’๐ŸŽ‚

You were born on August 7th, 2017!You’re two years old, Ru. Happy Birthday!๐ŸŽ‚๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽˆ ๐Ÿพ ๐Ÿฅ‚

{whispers} Ru, short for Unruly, is the name of the mane formerly known as Afrobella.

From Bella To Ru. ๐Ÿ—ฃ to @trini4true on IG!

How does it feel?! Stretching long and strong from crown to soul. From polished and impermanent, to rough and ready. Still a few lumps and bumps, but better for the wear(er). A masterpiece mastering peace.

Day 1! The journey begins!

It would be easy to say the my loc journey has been a mission of internal growth made manifest externally. It would be. It isn’t.

I have dermatitis… so thereโ€™s that. ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ

It would be easy to say that through the baby wick, swelling, and generally FUGLY stages it was easy to envision them; fully realized and long AF. It would be. It isn’t.

On one hand, curls last forever! … ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™„ I have to wash them out!

It would be easy to say that I feel more beautiful now than ever before, and my overall self esteem has been greatly enhanced. It would be. It isn’t. It hasn’t been easy. To navigate this shape-shifting adult body, redevelop my reemerging sense of style, and address a perceived increased in pressure to assume the accoutrements of coveted โœŒ๐ŸพprofessionalismโœŒ๐Ÿพ

Sometimes I protest retwistsโœŠ๐Ÿพ

Before

After

Today

In a little more than two years I’ve grown an appreciation for the quirky, inside-out sort of beauty that I am. I spend less time getting ready… on my hair.

I feel a sort of badass empowerment knowing that bigotry, so mobilized by tax payer dollars, and cushioned comfortably in the bosom of bureaucracy, has seen fit to force itself into our salons and places of business. That my hair, our hair, has once again come under laser-focused scrutiny in the form of a Supreme Court ruling. ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ—ณ๐Ÿ“ฐ

I’m a cocktail of a sort.

๐ŸธA generous helping of pride and natural beauty

๐ŸธA spritz of oils and aloe gel

๐Ÿธ A heavy-handed pour internalized white supremacy

๐Ÿธ A sprig of IDGAF for garnish

You’re two years wiser, thicker, longer, and stronger. Here’s to you! ๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿพ

I’m thinking about turning this into a series. What would you like to see first?

๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธLocs vs Dreds

๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธLiving with Locs & Dermatitis

๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธHow I Manage My Locs Solo

๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธFreeforn vs “Fashion Dreds”

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Love you, Ru!

#LFTU Deliberate Actionย 

While listening to a TED talk I was reminded that life is a generous teacher; giving you multiple opportunities to to learn lessons and retake tests. I just happen to be one of those students in the classroom that had the miniature kitchen. You know. The portable behind the playground. You know.

Lessons it appears I NEED to learn:

  1. Leave the house EARLY! There’s never NOT going to be traffic!
  2. Stop pressing snooze. You’re not going to be magically more rested.
  3. Go with your gut! Trust your instincts… the FIRST time. Elephants know when it’s going to rain. You know that young man is going to waste your time!
  4. Be like the sky; constant despite changes. Be sure of your magnificence in spite of occasional clouds.
  5. If you break your word to yourself, what makes you think you’ll keep it when it concerns other!?
  6. “Let your yays be yays, and let your nays be nays.” My grandmother taught me that. It’s a shame that warnings don’t make sense until after you need them.I’ve been indecisive for almost all of my young adulthood. I can remember back in high school I couldn’t even use the iTunes star rating system. It felt too judgmental. Too final. Like Eminem would discover that I’d given “Lose Yourself” only 3 stars and take his song back.

I’m trying to listen, Universe. Really I am. But I’ve got this gosh dang banana in my ear.


Of course I ate it!

I’m sorry you guys. I wouldn’t normally do this to you, but my coworker Inception’d me. It’s like The Ring, but YouTube. I have to pass it on, or they’ll find my body frozen like a bad AT&T Uverse connection.

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(this one got a little weird… I’ll admit)
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