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This event took place on December 04, 2010 at the Downtown Marriott in Atlanta, Georgia. It was filled with so many women that have Sisterlocks from all over. I was so impressed - these women were so beautiful. Below is a documentation of portions of this event. Also featured, in this video is an interview with, Zumba fitness instructor LaWanda Brokenborough of Aerobics Delivered. She talked

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Hello,My name is Taiysha and I am writing this journal for one reason and one reason alone - because we are one, we may not realize it all the time, but nonetheless, we are one. I recently got Sisterlocks installed and I was taken aback with how many women were attracted to my hair. Not because they necessarily liked my hair in particular, but because they saw a sense of freedom, a way out,

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An illustration. Here I wanted to show how my mommy would style my hair. Wow, I had it made in the shade. I was around five or six and it was my birthday in this picture. I kept trying to go to this place in my mind but I don't fully remember. But, I know we were at my grandmother's house, and I was probably cheesing so hard because of that big fat bank roll in my right hand. Cause at 6

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Here I am with my hair out when I was younger. I used to always wonder why my mother would say she was tired and did not have energy to do my hair at times.She even started hinting that I would have to start doing my own hair one day. I still didn't know what she meant. But anyways, notice the hair is not plated, just picked and standing strong in a traditional afro. Yea mon!

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Okay, here is where my first hair drama episodes began. You remember me saying my mother hinted that I was going to have to start doing my own hair soon? Well my mother picked the day of the school photo for me to begin this duty. I actually had to learn how to do my own hair that morning. Boy, talk about learning under the gun. With no preparation time, this was the best that I could do.

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Okay guys, here is my hair when I started to using a temporary. Before then for the most part I had been wearing it natural, hot combed, and even hair extension - braided of course. In fact, I am going to have to find some of those pictures because in a sense that was a traumatizing lesson in it of itself. I mean, when you use hair extensions, you not only have to install them, you have to go

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Okay, now I am glad I found these photos because as I suspected, and as you could see, I was not a happy camper. Man, this picture says all. Here is where my hair was in extension. Look at all that work! Now at this point in my life, I was starting to like boys and wondering why the boys I liked was not responding. I was in Junior High school and my grades were okay, but I know I was not

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Above is a photograph of a hotcomb my weapon of mass destruction.Me with my hair hot combedSometimes I would take my hair out of extensions and press it with a hot comb. Now that was another psychological battle in its own right. Man, that heat was so hot but I would do anything to get that anything but African look. And at this point, I knew my mother's mantra, "I had to do my own hair and

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Sorry I went off on a tandrum about braided hair when I should have been talking about the BIG PERM stage, but in this post I 'll discuss my disgust with the matter. Okay, I have attached this picture because I want to bring to your attention the attention to detail this PERM involved for me. the false confidence this stuff brought me. Notice the bangs. I had to buy professional precision

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Yes, I participated in the weave thing too, but not by design. Or at least that is what I had convinced myself to believe at the time. So, after years of processing my hair with chemicals in order to get that bone straight effect, my hair started falling out. This was my first wake up call. I was shocked because I had always prided myself on the fact that I had healthy hair, even if it was

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Here is a photograph of what a weave looks like when you sew fake hair onto your natural hair. My technique was different, but it rendered the same effect. Okay, I wanted to share with you a photo in order to bring your attention to something. The budget-cut weave installation I used to save money. Notice the roots of my hair, especially the top portion. You see that black part kind of

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Okay at this time I got myself back into school and I just could not afford the FAKE HAIR. Plus I felt like i needed to feel my hair again. So after 6-8 months of contiplating back and forth, and forth and back, and up and down, and around and around, I finally just took my hair out of my handmade weave, and went natural. You have to remember, after all of those years of chemically processing

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Okay, here is a photo of my hair braided and let out. At this point I even gave the heavy make up and eyelashes a rest. I also tinted my hair color to a Aburn brown. Now although I was experiencing all the cool and wonderful ways my hair could be styled naturally, I was still doing way too much servicing. Every night I would plate my hair with water to achieve this pattern in my hair-which

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Okay, this part hits closer to home because it is the most recent phase. I just fell out of this stage and hopefully for good. Now after the FRO, I got locks. I wanted to have a maintenance free alternative and I thought locks were the way to go. The only thing I did not realize was that locks required maintenance, just not everyday. Especially the kind I wanted - the small kind. The kind

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Now after i chopped my hair, I wanted to have a way to wear it natural with out all of the upkeep. That was the main reason why i went the Sisterlock ™ route. I personally, found this system to be the only hair care management system that gave me most out of what i wanted: no chemicals, the freedom to wake up and go with style, the freedom to go swimming and to workout really hard without

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