I woke up with intricate patterns in my mind.
March is going to be okay.
Phresh hair job for my upcoming trip to Paris!
I got rid of all the lighter tones so now I am a solid Apple Green.
Half & half, Ma and Pa’s demon lovechild
Yes, please reblog another picture of me to that ‘NaTuRaL AfRo HaIr’ blog of yours. This 40vol Bleach treatment is working wonders for my natural colour, really brings out the natural shine!
Some weirdo pics I took the other day
Something wicked this way comes.
I have been receiving a huge huge huge amount of asks and curiosities about the development of my dreads and tonight I decided to have a little look. I started getting really emotional going through the hundreds of files and have started to feel like I’ve been 12 different people during this life, and I’m not sure what that all means.
Each folder was filled with a different sage of me and I guess however subconscious it was I separated them for a reason. From my time spent in Africa - to the frozen North - to here there have been so very many defining stages along the way and I can remember it all so vividly.
I guess you guys have a pretty good idea of what my hair looks like now what with all of the selfies and whatever elses floating around but you probably wouldn’t believe how hard it was to find some proper pics of my little forming rats nest (I hated having pics taken before) BUT here are some of the noticeable stages for your hungry eyes.
Sometimes I consider brushing out my dreads and so I undo one of the braided bits of hair I still have and then I realize that I’m too young to die.
Nothing has ever suited me as well as these
They paint their faces so differently from ours.
You guys can officially call me Oscar, Filthygrinch.