In South Africa, hair has always been more than hair. It carries memory, heritage, and an unspoken language of identity. For some, it’s the rhythm of cornrows on a Sunday afternoon. For others, it’s the quiet resistance of an afro worn unapologetically in a world that once demanded conformity. For Akhona Kom, it’s the 23-year journey of locs that have grown with her, shaped her sense of self, and inspired a movement rooted in pride.
