Hello y'all, I had a whole week to rest in Abuja, this is the longest I have stayed in Abuja ever, it’s usually in and out but this stay was definitely worth it. I can truly say I rested. J Walking up those miserable metal stairs to the departure hall at the Abuja airport, I noticed I got a few awkward stares, this can be attributed to several things; maybe the short dress I’m wearing, my beautiful long legs or maybe my hair, my dada, my lovely crown. These days I can’t even be bothered any more, I just like to believe that I am a fine girl like that. Haha!!! On a more serious note though, Loc stigma exists in many ways and it’s a little unsettling to understand why. In more recent times I have been obsessed about explaining this phenomenon and I’m pretty determined to make the world see how ridiculous it is to stigmatize anybody for choosing to wear their own hair. I hope to make a documentary sometime in the near future where we can trace locs to our own history and see
Locs with an Attitude!!!