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Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
09/09/12 03:39:36AM
7 posts

Hayley's Journey UPDATED 9-14


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Is your hair like mine? The only time my hair was straight was back when I brushed it. If I let it be after showers it would become wavy. Your hair looks amazing, though! It's so full of life <3

Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
09/06/12 11:42:37PM
7 posts

dread tips


Dread Maintenance

Yeah, man. I had my whole head all twisted and ripped up. If I kept twisting and ripping them when they got loose, I'd just be destroying them with friction and pretty much ruining the strength of my hair. Don't be impatient with yourself, man. There are a lot of us in the same boat as you. Be patient and they'll turn out great--plus they'll have lots of personality! A lot of mine fell out when I stopped messing with them, but my hair has started forming sections and they're really wavy--which is how my hair naturally is. The ones I still have started developing little curly q's on the ends. Little things like that are really awesome.

Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
08/29/12 11:57:27AM
7 posts

My daughter wants dreads--Any advice?


Dreads in the Family

I've seen the pictures, but I'll have to send her a message. I just saw her when I was browsing around :-)

Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
08/29/12 11:21:13AM
7 posts

My daughter wants dreads--Any advice?


Dreads in the Family

So, since I've started letting my hair do its own thing my daughter has become interested in doing the same.

First off, I've always had naturally thick, wavy hair that clumps together into sections and tangles easily. I remember being a kid and my Grandma would tug and tear through my hair trying to get it to be silky and smooth, leaving my scalp radiating with pain and me with a migraine. Needless to say it was traumatizing, and I just never understood why it had to be like that. Why I couldn't just let my hair be. When I decided to let my hair dread this was one of my biggest motivators. I've just never been the kind of person that wanted to style their hair. I mean I've tried. As wild as my hair is, I'd spent a good time of life trying to find a style that worked with it. My hair does horrible with product, though. Gels, dyes, flat irons, curling irons--nothing ever worked. I'd just end up frying my hair or having it gunked up, feeling frustrated that I didn't have the same fine silky hair it seemed like was 'in'. With the point I'm at now, I finally had to realize that I didn't care any more. When it comes to my daughter I, of course, I pretty much look at it the same way. I don't understand putting gunk in my hair or hers. I don't understand really styling it unless it's something she wants. Otherwise I just feel like I'm treating her like some kind of doll. Like I'm spoofing her up to kind of gain myself attention. I used to do that with her clothes, but any more as long as it isn't too insane I just let her pick out what she thinks she'll be comfortable in. I don't want her to grow up thinking being beautiful is about chemicals, pain, and perfectionism. It's the same thing with her hair. If she wants me to put it up a certain way, awesome. If she wants it cut a certain way, whatever. All I really care about is functionality and her happiness--and it's been awesome seeing what kind of style she has.

That said, my daughter, Lydian, and I are pretty close. She's about 2 months shy of 6-years-old, and we have always talked to each other pretty openly. When my daughter asked "Why don't you brush your hair any more?" or "Why do you have tangles?"--I pretty much threw it out there for her exactly the way I felt about the whole thing. I don't feel like it. I don't want to worry about it, and as long as it's clean--who cares? Although I tried speeding the whole thing up, I decided to just forget my hair exists save the whole hygiene factor and I'm a thousand times happier for it (which I also told her about). I remember the last night before I stopped brushing her hair she asked why I had tangles, and I told her, then she said "I want tangles, too". I explained to her she wouldn't have straight 'regular' hair any more. She'd have clumps like I do. She said "I want clumps. See? I already got one" and picked up a loopy little tangle out of her bangs. "WooOOooo! It's a WILD one!" she said, laughing and admiring it. Then she said some day she'd have a lot of them, all over the place, and I told her to think about it and we'd talk about it the next day.

Day 2--no brushing, she's still game. We look at pictures of other kids that have dreads and she isn't put off at all. She's actually discussing their styles with me. I still have to keep in mind, though, she's about 6. Kids are fickle. They don't really, truly know what they want. I explain to her that there will be a point where the tangles are going to be harder and harder to get out if she wants to turn back. I tell her whenever she wants to turn back to just let me know. She's cool with it. She's a pretty cavalier kid, and we go about everything like ....well like it's any old day. It's just hair is the way I see it, but I notice at this point I'm getting nervous about whether or not she's going to end up okay with this.

Day 3--today, she has a mass of tangles in the back of her head she's ecstatic about. Pretty large, pretty noticeable, and I'm starting to get nervous. I drop her off at school and I start to worry if the teachers will think something, if other kids are going to say something. She's just started Kindergarten two weeks ago and I still get damn near ill when I drop her off at school. We live in hive-mind, Gossipville, Bible-belt, Nowhere. I've been here since I was 5-years-old, and it has been my goal to get out for as long as I can remember. Granted, over the years things have changed, we still have a bit of a cultural Berlin wall around the place, and I'm still nervous as sin when I send my daughter to school just because I remember what it was like when I went.

So I guess at this point that's really it. I'm nervous. I'm worried about what to expect, how to handle these things when they come up, etc. I don't have any friends who are parents, and certainly not anyone with a child who's growing dreads. I'm keeping communication open with her as far as making sure she's still interested in growing dreads out, and the fun thing is it's something we're doing together. I'm just worried about ...social snags and anything else anyone can prepare me for. Any advice anyone can throw my way, anything anyone can tell me to talk to her about or anything I need to prepare myself or her for I could really use. In a way, I really think I just need another parent's perspective generally.

Thanks for reading, though :-)


updated by @Shinako Agogo: 01/13/15 09:34:37PM
Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
08/26/12 11:25:30PM
7 posts

☼ WINTER SOLSTICE SECRET SWAP


Dread Products

I'm in :-D


updated by @Shinako Agogo: 07/23/15 08:11:54AM
Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
08/26/12 08:44:58PM
7 posts

The beauty of natural Dreadlocks, and support for any fellow early dreadies!


Dreadlocks Journey Emotional Support

We had a few friends come over this past weekend and we got into a conversation about perceptions and how they change from culture to culture and why certain things just don't matter. It actually started with the idea of how American defines mental illness, then if you were to take these definitions and try to apply them to cultures where they have a bit more freedom to be...what we might consider 'strange'. Even things like what is beautiful, right, wrong, good, or evil. Any of that. Slowly everything I was afraid of just became a sort of 'it is what it is' kind of thing. Just these past few months I've actually gotten over my obsession with my body weight, also. This is a wonderful sort of progress :-)

Shinako Agogo
@Shinako Agogo
08/26/12 08:18:14PM
7 posts

The beauty of natural Dreadlocks, and support for any fellow early dreadies!


Dreadlocks Journey Emotional Support

What really worried me is that my hair is thick, wavy, and it has always been rebellious. It would stick up and out; it was everywhere. On top of that we're going through a time where, Hell, everything in my house is broken. We've recently bombed the house several times for fleas, and I don't know...it just really felt like I was carrying around this funk like I'm some kind of nasty person. Someone that can't provide for their daughter, someone people are going to look at like some kind of...scallawag /:-p I tried twisting and ripping my hair. I started crocheting it to get it to conform. I had this one that was behind my right ear that put up a fight. No matter what I did it would come loose and form loops. It was all over the place. That dread broke me. Then I began to think about everything. I thought about how I was trying to be manipulative. I was thinking about how I was allowing the perceptions of others, real or imagined, to make me try to exert control. It's actually funny how being aware of how little control I had made me try to manipulate the smallest, simplest things. Hell, I tried to save a dragonfly from a spider's web the other day and killed them both in the process. I just had to pay attention to the destruction I was causing by trying to 'perfect' the world around me. I wasn't trusting myself, life, nature. I wasn't trusting the natural flow of the world right down to the tiniest things :-/ Something as simple as a couple of arthropods caught up in the circle of life or lol the hairs on my head have actually taught me a big lesson. A spider wants to eat a dragon fly. Whatever. I can't impose myself on the cycle of life. A few hairs (okay...maybe all of them) want to stick out and loop and zigzag--whatever. They'll work they're own thing out, too. That's perfection, man.