I come from a artistic family. Both my parents love anything and everything related to art, drawing, painting, crafts, woodworking, morbid, body painting, etc. So is it any wonder thatI would also catch the artitsic bug, no not really. I've played around with art and I'm pretty decent at it, Did the whole drama and Chior thing in high school. Finished Beauty School, loving everything I've ever done. I've cut and styled my own hair, Played with color, and overdramatized make-up. Did the whole goth, scene looks they've all been fun and apart of me. Expressing me without having to let the shy, bashful, petite, lil ole me have to say anything about who I was as a person. If I ever got bored there was always something new to try. Of course there are those annoying people that judge and belittle anyone that wants to be themselves who are incapable of thinking outside of the box. Thinking back I now realize I was just trying to find myself, the make-up and the hair colors not only were an outlet but a mask to pretend that I was outgoing. Since high school I've wanted dreads. A book my bestie let me borrow had the lead characterwith dreads. Of course at the time there wasn't too much information out there for dreads so it got put on hold. Finally deciding to go for it I started my baby dreads. First time I tried I was constantly fussing with my locks and little procress was ever made. Having to take my dreads out because my husband had been laid off, and needing an income was the hardest thing. Immediatly after I posted a picture of having taken my locks out and a comment was posted on my Facebook, that I looked normal, even prettier. Of course this upset me to no end. THis last october I decided to have a second go at it. Instead of the constant palmrolling, and the struggle to speed up the timely process of dreads I've found I'm more at peace and fully enjoying my "bambinos" locks as I call them. As my husband and I were discussing the other day I finally feel as though I've begun to understand and feel comfortable being myslef. I feel sexy and outgoing with my locks. There's no moreofthat need to constantly dye my hair because of boredom. I don't need color and make-up to speak for me. I'm comfortable in my own, very natural skin. Instead of bold clothes, earthtone colors and natural fabrics are my fancy. It took a while and a lot of explaning to friends and family on the lifestlye, but they've been my backbone when I've doubted and several times almost brought a comb to my locks. Yes there are those glances of OMG Watch out for the hippie, or the ignorant people that believe dreads are for hobos. I smile back and hold my head high. I have dreads! Their sexy and completely me!