Today I got an expected piece of news! My loctician, V, told me that I was 98% locked. We hugged at that point. I almost felt like I was expected to give an acceptance speech. I mean I made it. I endured the itchiness, direct and indirect criticism, mood swings from liking my hair and the courage to start the journey in the first place. But no speech and no award, I am just left with a feeling of accomplishment and perseverance. perseverance is a big word for locking ones hair but it is the right word. If you knew me you’d know that I am fickle at times and don’t stick with the same thing (whatever it is) long. When things go long I like to change avenues, strategies or even careers so growing my hair in this unique way definitely left me with my doubts whether I wanted to continue. Granted those thoughts didn’t last long, nevertheless, they were there. So cheers to me! Toasting to the feeling of change and being unafraid to break away from my traditional (signature) bald look!