I could tell you that there is something justly magical about your hair — but could your soul trust me?
Only a week, give a few days or so before I took the official leap into toward locking my hair I met Frank. Yes, the infamous tongue ring meeting — the beginning of everything we can never truly ever forget. So, it goes without saying that my locs are as young as our relationship in this lifetime and as ancient as our love. Yet, the deeper roots of our affections began a few weeks before your conception when I got the urge to start two more locs. From these two came you.