So, my baby dreads are a week old today!
The other half has seen them and said he doesn't like them with; "It's your hair, do what you like with it". I've also seen my parents (not that I should be worrying about what my parents say at the ripe old age of 30), they called me Bunny Wailer which I found quite amusing as they thought Bunny Wailer was Bob Marley's female cousin.
I've had a few funny looks and equally as many compliments, usually followed by "Does that mean you'll never wash your hair?". Of course I'll wash my hair, I've washed it twice this week already! I may just get a tattoo on my forehead saying 'WASHED TWICE WEEKLY DREADS', That should settle that one. Or, I could just lie and say 'no, I never wash my hair, I'm growing an adventure lice farm on my bonce'.
So anyway, enough rambling! I'm still very happy with them and looking forward to taking them away for the week on Saturday to study intensive mediumship at the Arthur Findlay College. I imagine it to be a posh place full of mostly older people and people of different cultures and countries. I won't know a soul there, so I'm quite nervous, but excited.
Ok, so here's a few photos.....This is my best one...
updated by @steff-a-roo: 07/17/15 05:18:22PM