Fresh Retwist ... Or Not ...

So the name of this blog is The Dread Thread so I should prolly talk about my hair every now and then, right? Right. So here's the current info on the dreads. About shoulder length now. (Longer than the dreads of a certain superhero). Anyway, since I moved I have to find a new stylist. I could do my own hair if I had to but I don't have the time and it wouldn't come out looking the way I want it. Fresh. I've been trying to look around at other ppl with dreads that look really nice and ask them but I haven't seen any that really impress me. Well I take that back. Anytime I see a lady with nice dreads she tells me that she does them herself. Of course. So I resorted to the yellow pages online and found a place called Masusu Kinks. They had a website. Looked at the pics and was impressed. Sounds good right? Well usually things aren't as good as they seem. The plot thickens...

1) Called in to the salon to make my appt even tho they have an online scheduler. Wierd for a hair salon. Was greeted by a automated operator whom after pressing 1 several times connected me with an actual person. She made my appt and told me I was all set. However, never told me the name of my stylist. Shoulda been my first clue.

2) The address on the website and the actual address were different. They had just moved to a new location. No big deal. I got the new address and put it in the GPS. However, there were no signs that really gave me a clue as to which building it was. I finally called after driving around for 20 mins. Her response: "Well we have a sign out front that says 'All braids $175.'" I finally find the place and see 1 ft cardboard sign sticking out of the grass and hidden behind a bunch of parked cars. Clue #2

3) I walk in and there are 3 stylists and 3 clients. 2 girls gettin their hair braided and a dude sittin under the dryer. So one of the stylists is just chillin. They look at me with a puzzled look and ask if I have an appt. No "Hi, how are you?" No "Good morning." Now I've had an appt for 3 days and have been looking forward to this. The girl who's just chillin begrudgingly gets up from her chair and checks the computer. Then she says, "Ok, that'll be $35." I'm like ok. I already knew the price. Then she says it again, "That'll be $35," and pops the cash register open. I had to pay before she even touched my head! Who does that?!?!

4) When I finally do get my hair washed and she starts to retwist it, it sucks! She is just twistin my dreads with her hand. Like she's twirling her hands in my hair. WTF?! Can I get a palm roll? Can I get a comb coil? Can u ACT like u know what ur doing? And on top of that, she kept flickin my wet dreads in my face and hitting me in the eye! She really tried me ya'll! In the end I was really pissed about my hair. Looks like I did it. Which isn't horrible but if I pay to get my hair done, I want it to look like I paid to get my hair done?

Wasn't a total loss tho. I went to Virginia Beach the next day and got my hair wet but didn't even care. That's how bad it was. Yesterday, at practice, I got completely soaked by some torrential downpour. I thought I was in the middle of a hurricane. If my retwist was good I woulda been heated and not have had as much fun at the beach. So everything worked out. Shouts out to Denisha, my stylist back in Gainesvegas. She made my dreads what they are today. I wish I could teleport u up here to do my hair.

So, I gotta look elsewhere. Which sux. I was hoping that I would find the right spot the 1st time. Life is hard.