she had gorgeous dreads and a beautiful smile. she told me she liked my dreads. we had a chat about patience and being white girls with dreads in the south. she called me "sistah" a number of times.
made me feel kinda warm and fuzzy inside.
then at work today, i had my dreads pulled back in a ponytail and a girl said something to me about my "knotty little brats" (what she called them) and said i should where them down, work or no.
its nice when you kind of feel a connection with people thru that sort of thing
thought id share my little stories..