Transformation of Medusa Jones

Hello bloggers. Knotty Dee (my sister) was in town for a much anticipated visit last weekend. I decided it was finally time to set out on a spiritual journey, a transformation of mind, body & soul. Here is a before shot, where u can tell by my facial expression that I'm nervous as balls. My hair has been growing for nearly a year without a trip to the hairdresser.


The next picture seen here is one that was in the midst of the process, post backcombing. It was at this point that I was yellilng at her that I had "fried shit on top of my head!!!" I was quite frantic at this point in the journey, worrying that I would be forever banned from my job.






Here is a shot of the final version. I was still having quite a bit of anxiety regarding the job front.
And here is the Sideshow Bob look. I do love the new dreadies, and took quite a bit of ribbing at work via the two white suburban supremacists that I call my co-workers in the pediatric department. This was not a surprise, seeing that one is from Parmatucky & the other is a North Olmstead homegrown. The good news is my boss in peds loves it, and the director has yet to see me. The ladies in psych love the locks (of course), including the big boss. So, needless to say, I still have my job & some kick ass dreadies. Remember, there is nothing dreadful about dread locks, only those who do not like them. Much love Knotty Dee!!!!!

Peace out,
Medusa Jones