Hello World, February is about ending and I hope you are all kicking a$$ in 2018 already. This year has been interesting, upbeat and fast paced on my end. I guess this is how you begin to see life when you get older. In the meantime, the sun in Lagos is scorching as expected for this time of the year and my mid-back-length locs are becoming a bother, hence the inspiration for this post. I promise not cutting them off just yet. I'm just here to complain about my beautiful long locs which I love and tell you how I am coping with all this hair :D. 1. It's getting heavy. With my recent (constant) pursuit of weight loss, I can bet that my locs are the cause of the extra 2kg on the 12kg I intend to loose by the end of the year. Whilst my locs are still a decent, relatable weight when they are dry, it's a different story when they are wet or packed in certain ways. A low bun can sometimes feel like there's a cute puppy hanging on my head. 2. The Heat I am actually on...
Locs with an Attitude!!!