DON’T DREAD THE LOCS | Natural Hair Ninj-ress

DON’T DREAD THE LOCS | Natural Hair Ninj-ress

Embarking on a natural hair journey, for some, is a narrow bumpy road filled with cynical predictions of possible hair disasters proffered by the falsely induced ideology that somehow, the natural hair you are born with is untamabley haywire – and from the exaggerated misinformation that natural hair expeditiously squeezes out the moisture from your bank out in order to lay its edges to rest. Before we get proper into this article, lets start by debunking these natural hair tarnishing myths; first of all if you can tame a wild animal you can definitely tame your hair woman! This is just simply the excuse to dodge a beautifully self bonding experience as many naturalistas will tell you, and secondly the choice to invest in quality hair products is an unarguably subjective one. Plus sisters, If you can purchase ‘human hair weaves’ worth thousands of naira, I’m pretty sure you can invest in a quality leave in conditioner to pamper your hair so that the whole protective hair preventive measures would actually do its job of protecting your hair – I mean what is there to protect damaged hair from?


But I can honestly relate to the reasons fueling the hesitance expressed by a lot of sisters out there to embark on a natural hair journey, and for the most part, they are genuinely justifiable. I have limped through what I would tag a personal hair journey cycle with sudden impulses to dye my hair, which would result in daily baths in a puddle of damaged hair, followed by a juicy hair cut which would finally be crowned with a head shave because the hair damage would have turned nightmare by the time and I would begin and repeat the cycle over, again and again and again. In 2015, I finally decided I wanted to be a better mummy to my curls and I started the journey afresh with a new and improved zeal to grow healthy happy hair. A year plus down the line and my Northern/Cameroonian/Ghanian/Niger delta bloodline has shown me that the depth of  my West African nappylicious roots cannot easily be combated by some castor/coconut oil combo in my daily tug of hair warfare. On most days I don’t even bother to comb my hair and I denounce my superiority by leaving my hair packed to escape combing till wash time or leaving my braids in for weeks longer than ballerific with the occasional touch up just to avoid the struggle; and to think my hair is not slightly the thickest out there smh, I admit I am a hair weakling.


More recently, I have grown more and more dreadful of the combing process because it can be one painful saga to undergo, and as a gal who manages down to the last penny, the expenses showered on hair care products and protective hair styles has been leaving my bank account desensitized to constant bloom, plus honestly and most pressingly, patience is not my strongest virtue. So, I begun looking at other options that could help subside the pressure on my scalp and wallet, and lo and behold I found a sustainable answer to my natural girl desperate prayer.


Locs! Dada! DadaLocs! or more commonly known as Dreadlocks, as the Rastafarians who rocked the hairstyle named it in dread and respect of God. This hairstyle, as I must add, however, is anything but dreadful or dread-worthy, although African parents have happily carried the misconception on their heads that dadalocs( as I prefer to call it) is the ultimate wager of hooliganism and irresponsibility, a condemnation of sorts, also noticed in the business world. It is with great pleasure, that I inform you, my darling readers, that contrary to mass personalised prejudices, dadalocs is one of the most ancient hairstyles which dates back to time immemorial. The dreadlock hairstyle has been interwoven into the cultural, spiritual and social histories of many cultures and legends throughout human history; from the recoveries of Egyptian mummies with their dadalocs still in intact, to the hindu spiritualists of India, the Roman Celts who wore their hair like snakes, to the Germanic tribes and Vikings, Rastafarians and even to to the early christians of the bible, one of which was very famous for his inhuman strength which was sourced from the seven locks of hair on his head, Samson , it is clearly evident that this hairstyle is one of beauty, admiration and honour, and in Israel it is commendably associated with pride, music and power.


Philosophers, spiritual gurus and scientists alike admit that life force ( energy, chi, prana, ki..) exits the body through the top of the head, and locking ones hair prevents or retards the escape of this energy, thereby strengthening as well as instilling mental, spiritual and physical abilities in a person (remember when grandma told you not to let anyone touch your head??); while for other cultures dadalocs symbolized the recognition and demonstration that attachment to our physical appearance is vanity. Whatever the case may be, dadalocs seems to me like the ultimate hairstyle for lazy girls like me who are constantly on the move with temporarily shrunk pockets, and even more promising is the fact that the paradigm of boring dada has been sickled away by concurrent inclusions of artistic diversity to the dada movement; the styling possibilities are as bountiful as well as beautiful. So if you’re looking for a cost effective yet gorgeous protective style all year round, I assure you that dadalocs is nothing to dread and is a logically suitable option.




About Author:

Jemima Eli-shama is a writer, baby activist, renegade, upcoming philanthropist and a lover of everything life. An innate ambivert though more inclined to the introverted side, jemima believes in the power of the voice, whether heard through the minds ears via the channel of writing or through oral verbalisation of truthful standpoints. Jemima is striving to change the world by changing herself.

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