Real Freedom: Are you using your locs to run away from your naps?!

This Independence Day weekend I want to drop a rare Curator editorial on you to give pause and props to the freeform and knotty/natty dred in our family.

I’ve been reflecting for some time on the sort of harsh division that exists between some wearers of the manicured American style locs as they seem to look down upon the style choices of the freeformers and less meticulous kept knotty dreds.

To tell the truth, starting the loc’ed life as an American-style dred, I too have shied and been ashamed to let my neat parts give way to anything other than crispness. In my personal life, puffy roots were a signal of financial brokeness and/or personal neglect— being too busy, too tired, or sometimes just too lazy to put my hands in the air for 3 hours and twist.

I knew why my puffy roots bothered me, but I remained troubled by the pure vehement some American dreds had toward those who chose to be more organic with their style — Especially since freeforming is the origin of locs as we know them.

The most common comments from dissenting American dreds about organic/freeformers are particularly disturbing to me because the words they use and disgusted sentiment they speak from so closely resembles the purposefully derogatory things underexposed person of non-African descent say and have said about natural Afro-texture hair.

“It looks dirty!” Sneers. “Wild” and “unkept.” Even “nappy” is among commonly voiced expressions of a organic resentment.  If the commenter is P.C. we get the barely diplomatic, “That’s for some people. It wouldn’t look right on me” - knowing all the while that the actual translation is “I’m not going to put myself out there like that.” (What’s “that”? The naive position that allows someone to be foolish enough to allow their dedication to cultural pride interfere with professional or any other attainment while knowing everyone else will be judging you on a mainstream expectations.)

I know that got heavy right then, and I’m not writing this tell to anyone what to do (other than perhaps gently dissuade you from being a hater). But I must share this:

Whether you were natural before, or went directly into locs from a big chop, us African-Americans with locs are a part of the natural hair family.  When we have loose natural hair we celebrate the Afro-coil’s strength and versatility. However, often when we come to locdom much of our attitude changes, reverting, if you will, into acting as the texture that enables us to do the things we do and its smallest particle, the nap, become the enemy. In turn  regarding those who allow either to coexist with their locs with a profound negativity.

My acceptance of freeform and “knottiness” has been cultivated over time. Though I still don’t favor one massive loc growing out of anybody’s head, I can partially attribute my broadened perspective on exposure to a greater exposure that has shown me beauty in freeform, chunky, and knotty heads (Thanks, Brooklyn). 

The rest is that, in my own life I got tired of feeling some kind of way that every hair was not perfectly preened when in fact the point of purposefully natural hair is appreciate it its natural state and abilities. Having entered another phase where my new growth just didn’t want to stay twisted I paused, reflecting on all the positives of just being (the chief reason being “No stress” - I didn’t get locs to stress them) I realized and asked myself, “Am I using my locs to run away from my naps?”

For 4 years, deep in my subconscious the answer had been “Yes,” and it shouldn’t be. So I changed. I’m letting it grow without stressing, twisting gently, casually.  It’s a glorious feeling.

Just for you, Locs&Branches, I prolonged my shampoo just to share pics with you. Freeformers and natty locs, please share pics with me this week.  American-style locs how do you feel about free form and using locs to avoid naps?

A Categorizing Conversation: My mind was like “Fashion Dread?!!!”

Do I have to be behind a microphone for you to recognize me, my brother?…

This past weekend I met a Rastafarian who, upon finding out that I was not Rastafarian myself, told me that he considered me as having my locs out of fashion.

In my head this statement immediately resounded negatively as being called a “fashion dread,” a reference to people who are participating in a loc’ed lifestyle because its popular right now.  Fashion dreads, I told him, would be cutting off their locs when the fad passed, and that mine on the other hand were here to stay because they are how I feel I should be.

Still I extended him the benefit of asking him why he would say that.  “Well”, he said, “other people do it for political reasons. But you said you believe that natural is the way you are supposed to be, and that [loc’ed] is the way you prefer to do it. So it’s a like a convenience.”

Yes, I suppose if you want to summarize it in a diminutive way, loc’ing my hair for me is in way a sort of convenience. But let there be no mistake, as it has been said, the choice for a Black woman to celebrate her natural beauty, be it her figure, hair texture, or skin tone, in America is in itself a political act even if it is not stated that way. 

Personally, you will never catch me, your Curator, claiming to motivate myself based on the negative ( i.e. underscoring the explanation of my locs with statements like “You know they don’t want us to be natural…”, “They don’t want us to have anything other than straight hair…” “Doing this for my haters” or any of that other nonsense). I don’t do this because I am very mindfully maintaining a paradigm of living my life as a person of African descendant in America from the positive perspective — I do not exist in spite of anyone.  I exist because I AM.
 
And being without the need to attach an political explanation to my outward being, locs are the vehicle through which I celebrate, preserve, and present my God-given gift in a world that may or may not feel different about it.

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Have you ever been categorized as “type” of locs wearer? What was said? How did it make you feel?