On Life and Love

Locs, part deux

About a month ago, I started down the journey to locs again. The comb coils from a couple of months back hadn’t worked, but this time I tried a technique I hadn’t seen on the internet: I just rubber-banded my hair into sections. They looked like little puffs (or even bantu knots) for a while, and I got a lot of Matrix comments.

About a week ago, there was enough growth for me to start latching, although I needed to keep the rubber bands on. I latched. Yay.

I couldn’t get them clean, however. I workout almost daily, and I just couldn’t shampoo enough to get the roots clean (the roots, not even the part that was knotting up!). Clarifying shampoos, etc., were no go. It was becoming a stressor.

So I took them out last night.

I’ve got a few ideas as to how to start them that might work better (smaller sections, for one, so the roots are easier to get at), but it’s going to be a minute before I try again.

Right now, where I am in my life, I need a wash-n-go style. I don’t need to care about fundamental things like why my hair won’t get very clean; I just want clean, healthy hair.

So I’m rocking my little afro again. Locs are going to have to be patient for me.