NyamoloDiaries

Many of us learned to crochet in school, crafting tiny bags, fancy designs, and other creative pieces. But as we grow older, where does that creative zeal go? Is it because we get too busy, lose interest, or simply find it harder to be imaginative? If you’re looking to rekindle your passion for crocheting, here are some tips to help you fall in love with the craft all over again: 1. Learn and Follow Along When starting a crochet project, watching a YouTube tutorial can make the process easier. If you already have experience, following step-by-step instructions will help you create beautiful pieces with confidence. 2. Explore Beyond Your Comfort Zone Don’t limit yourself to simple patterns. Keep learning and improving your skills. Try making crochet bikinis, shorts, dolls, flowers, or anything else that sparks your imagination. 3. Embrace Imperfection Not every piece will be perfect and that’s okay! The less noticeable your mistakes become, the more refined your skill is get...

A few days ago, I was scrolling through my past photos, reminiscing about different moments in my life. I came across pictures of myself before my locs journey, images filled with happiness and confidence. Out of curiosity, I shared one with a friend, expecting a simple reaction. Instead, she commented, "Oh, you used to look so good then! Is it maybe the locs? Or maybe you should comb them out haha." I smiled, but deep down, I was awed by how natural African hair still faces so much judgment. What’s wrong with locs? They are just as beautiful as any other hairstyle. Ironically, this same friend had once told me she was thinking of starting her own locs journey, while currently wearing artificial locs that I had installed for her. Every time I retouch her artificial locs, she admires how pretty she looks. So, what’s wrong with mine? Is it the fact that my locs are still growing, or is it because they are natural and more permanent? I felt offended, but then I paused and though...

As a loctician, I have had the privilege of working with clients whose locs are as unique and beautiful as they are. Each set tells a story, shaped by time, care, and personal journeys. Yet, I often hear clients express concerns or frustrations about their locs. And I get it! Just like anything else, locs come with their ups and downs;some days, we feel like royalty with our crowns, and other days, our hair is the first to reflect our mood. But here’s the key, always embrace the journey. Appreciate the shape, the growth, and the uniqueness of your locs, because no two sets are the same. Your locs are a reflection of you. Essential Loc Care Tips 1. Your Locs Are Still Your Hair Locs are not synthetic; they are your natural hair, simply shaped differently. And like any other hair type, they need proper care. What does that involve? Moisturization: Regular hydration is crucial to keeping your locs healthy and preventing dryness or breakage. Head Massages: A simple scalp massag...

On bad days, like today, I crash. I get angry at the world and wonder, "Why me?" The things that usually make me happy and remind me of the world's magic trigger me instead. These are the days when I question everything my choices, my future, whether I'm on the right path, and if the decisions I made were truly worth it. Bad days aren’t constant, but they aren’t rare either. They’re part of my life, and I’ve noticed they often hit when I’m financially struggling. It happens when I’m hungry, craving something beyond the usual meals; when I'm close to paying my monthly dues (and my menstrual period is about to start); or when I’m broke, with no immediate solution in sight. Sometimes, these bad days are triggered by things like my hair being a mess when I need a retouch but can’t get it done, missing my cluster lashes, or when my nails are chipped and look crazy. The cure? We all know the main issue: money. But then I come to my senses. I remind myself to slow down a...

Impatience has always been a part of me. It’s like this constant energy buzzing inside, pushing me to get things done faster. Today was a prime example. I was calling a bunch of little restaurants around my workplace to place an order, but no one was answering. I don’t know what it is about waiting that drives me crazy. I called three people, and within three minutes, I was already moving on to the next. The first one didn’t pick up, so I called the second, no answer either. Then, just as I was about to give up, the second one called back after what felt like forever. Meanwhile, the first one sent someone to check on my order, but only after I’d already been waiting and calling for a while. By the time I reached the third place, I was just done with all of them, and the food didn’t even look tempting. Now, looking back, I can’t help but think,  this impatience feels like a curse. It drives me crazy, makes me feel like I’m in a race with time, and often leaves me frustrated. But in ...

My heart started racing! Marlon called me here. He seemed to have stalked me enough to know everything about me. Everything I liked, he knew me just like Kings. Or maybe even more? This is what Jammie meant when he said, "I wonder how he'd react when he saw you"? I was more than dumbfounded. "Ma..Marl..Marlon!?, What's this?" I asked in a trembling voice. I didn't know why I was so scared to see him, I guess it's because of our last encounter when he had tried to kiss me in his room long ago. "You don't seem happy to see me, you look scared love. " He said in a deep voice; his accent had changed. "I... I think I need to go Marlon. This is crazy! I'm so confused, what's even going on?" He stepped back, ushered me to a chair in the room. "Sit Phy, let's talk. You and Jammie are the only people I could talk to. " I went and sat; he sat across me. "I came back Phy, came back stronger" he rested his ...

Do you ever feel like your authenticity might not belong to this world? Could it be from another dimension? Are you real, or are you a goddess in disguise? Perhaps your soul doesn’t belong to this era. Your facial features boldly declare, "I am me! Honestly, I am unafraid to show you who I am! I will not be bent, nor will I conform to the ways of others. I don't want to be anyone but myself. The desires for greatness, which I’ve kept hidden for so long, are now free. Can you see it?" I’m sure you don’t see it, but you can feel it. I am proudly me, and I will flow and flaw. I will be perfectly imperfect. I will sway with the wind, swim in the waves of the ocean, let the sky cry rain on my dark skin, and allow the sun to melt the frozen emotions that sometimes control my personality. I will nourish my body with green, and let the birds in the sky decorate my view of the world. Do you still believe your authenticity might not be of this world? Yours faithfully, Nyamolodiarie...