so I've been a bit hesitant in telling you all this...

But, here it goes... I'm dreading my hair.
It's something I've always wanted to do and I figure that I'm kind of ending the point in my life when I can have them.
I mean, I can't go to a serious job interview with dreadlocks, right? I'm pretty sure they make you the anti-employee.

Despite this being the public perception I still shower, go to school and shave my legs.
Oh, and I don't smoke pot all day (or all night for that matter).
I still wear pearls, cardigans and ballet flats.
I shop organic, vote liberal and turn off the lights when I leave a room (but I always did).

It's a slow process, I didn't realize that.
I'm learning a major lesson in patience as I twist and pull at my own hair.
Oh, and must thank the roommate who has done wonders with the back of my hair, it was a real mess for quite a bit.

I've had some fun with them too.
Scarves and cloth headbands are a regular part of my wardrobe now and it's fun mixing in these new prints.
Oh, and talk about a good conversation starter, especially at Starbucks. People ask questions and tell their own dread stories... yes, people have dread stories (share yours if you've got it).

So, what do I do when I'm done with them, when I'm bored out of my mind and just want to use a comb?
Am I going to shave my head ala Britney Spears?
Eh, probably not, I'll most likely take them out piece by piece for hours. I know the hair will be ruined, but I've been meaning to cut it anyway. I'll do that by October, I'm in a formal wedding then, so no rocking the dreads.

So that's it. I promise. No tatoos. No piercing (not even my ears!). Just me and some dreads.