What's good sons. Beautiful OG aka Big Willie Style aka the Mocha Space Mountain aka the curvaceous thugger out here.
I was thinkin, damn son, besides me, the beautiful convict, and balancin boi, whose famous in Stockton?
So, I present to ya'll one of my earliest memories: The Big Hair Lady.
So straight off the bat, Big Hair Lady is how those of us in Stockton understand time. We're currently in the ABH, After Big Hair. Like, supposedly, there was a BBH (that ain't a porn category, chill), but I don't know if I can believe in that.
I don't ya'll. I feel like she's been around my whole life. I remember seein her on the buses in the morning. I remember seein her comin home too. For all intensive ass purposes, I think Big Hair Lady created Stockton. Shiiit, she probably made my ass too.
Be real, no one seems to know. Be double real, I 'un even know if she is a female. I know people that swear she's really a he. I never got the opportunity to check. Naw, I ain't mean like that! I mean like ask her, some'in like, "Aye yo G, assuming he conform to heteronormative gender identities, you a thugger or thuggeress?"
There was a time though, when you asked about the Big Hair Lady, all us slum dwellers would nod in unison, because we all knew her.
From the mid 90s to early 2010's, she was took the bus to get around Stockton. Like, this lady was in my life before 50 Cent's "In Da Club," Lil Wayne's Da Carter III, and any other non-Disney music I consumed in my beastly little person state. She mostly went from the Downtown area to the North Side. But where she went and what she did, I dunno. I can't find anyone that's got clear info either.
If you're my mom, you think she was some voodoo practitioner that spent her day on the bus repeating spells to herself. Voodoo to my nana meant satanic, so I learned she was also evil. Not sure why some satanic voodoo queen needed to head downtown, but that rumor scared the misbehaving out of me. I've also heard she went to Saint Joseph's dining hall for the free food. That comes from Facebook with like three posts dedicated to her. I ain't gonna link it, because the page is hater central, but the Saint Joseph's story is backed up by a commenter that claims her son said she's a mental health patient. Others said she had schizophrenia. The also said she kidnapped kids and killed them. She was rumored to be a child molester too. Others just wanted to know if it was a guy.Be real, she was on some real mysterious shit. Think of a Spanos, but with big hair -- and on the bus.
But that's the story ya'll. It's all just rumors on rumors. No one knows who she was, her name, or if she was even female. But from my childhood to teen years, I saw her like everyday. I didn't say hi to her once. My mama and nana taught me to be polite to everyone, but because the Big Hair Lady had big hair, that hospitality wasn't supposed to be extended to her.
Doin this post, ya boi wanted to inject his trademark humor juices into it, but I feel wrong, ya'll. I knew of the Big Hair Lady, but didn't know her.
And you know, she might have wanted to be left alone. Maybe I would have said hi to her once and nothing else. She might have been one of the bus goers I had a friendship with. I dunno.
I had a picture I was gonna include in this, but I don't want to. She, he, whatever, is a person. If you ever see Stockton's Big Hair Lady, please don't take photo. Just treat her like you would anyone else (unless you on some crazy shit). She an OG. Put some respeck on it.
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Hair Game: Big Hair Lady/ My Beautiful Curls
Mythological Status: Stockton's Nesse/ Anthony Silva After Strip Poker
RTD Patronage: Deserves Own Bus/ Sneaking on the Metro Expresses
I was thinkin, damn son, besides me, the beautiful convict, and balancin boi, whose famous in Stockton?
So, I present to ya'll one of my earliest memories: The Big Hair Lady.
So straight off the bat, Big Hair Lady is how those of us in Stockton understand time. We're currently in the ABH, After Big Hair. Like, supposedly, there was a BBH (that ain't a porn category, chill), but I don't know if I can believe in that.
I don't ya'll. I feel like she's been around my whole life. I remember seein her on the buses in the morning. I remember seein her comin home too. For all intensive ass purposes, I think Big Hair Lady created Stockton. Shiiit, she probably made my ass too.
Be real, no one seems to know. Be double real, I 'un even know if she is a female. I know people that swear she's really a he. I never got the opportunity to check. Naw, I ain't mean like that! I mean like ask her, some'in like, "Aye yo G, assuming he conform to heteronormative gender identities, you a thugger or thuggeress?"
There was a time though, when you asked about the Big Hair Lady, all us slum dwellers would nod in unison, because we all knew her.
From the mid 90s to early 2010's, she was took the bus to get around Stockton. Like, this lady was in my life before 50 Cent's "In Da Club," Lil Wayne's Da Carter III, and any other non-Disney music I consumed in my beastly little person state. She mostly went from the Downtown area to the North Side. But where she went and what she did, I dunno. I can't find anyone that's got clear info either.
If you're my mom, you think she was some voodoo practitioner that spent her day on the bus repeating spells to herself. Voodoo to my nana meant satanic, so I learned she was also evil. Not sure why some satanic voodoo queen needed to head downtown, but that rumor scared the misbehaving out of me. I've also heard she went to Saint Joseph's dining hall for the free food. That comes from Facebook with like three posts dedicated to her. I ain't gonna link it, because the page is hater central, but the Saint Joseph's story is backed up by a commenter that claims her son said she's a mental health patient. Others said she had schizophrenia. The also said she kidnapped kids and killed them. She was rumored to be a child molester too. Others just wanted to know if it was a guy.Be real, she was on some real mysterious shit. Think of a Spanos, but with big hair -- and on the bus.
But that's the story ya'll. It's all just rumors on rumors. No one knows who she was, her name, or if she was even female. But from my childhood to teen years, I saw her like everyday. I didn't say hi to her once. My mama and nana taught me to be polite to everyone, but because the Big Hair Lady had big hair, that hospitality wasn't supposed to be extended to her.
Doin this post, ya boi wanted to inject his trademark humor juices into it, but I feel wrong, ya'll. I knew of the Big Hair Lady, but didn't know her.
And you know, she might have wanted to be left alone. Maybe I would have said hi to her once and nothing else. She might have been one of the bus goers I had a friendship with. I dunno.
I had a picture I was gonna include in this, but I don't want to. She, he, whatever, is a person. If you ever see Stockton's Big Hair Lady, please don't take photo. Just treat her like you would anyone else (unless you on some crazy shit). She an OG. Put some respeck on it.
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Hair Game: Big Hair Lady/ My Beautiful Curls
Mythological Status: Stockton's Nesse/ Anthony Silva After Strip Poker
RTD Patronage: Deserves Own Bus/ Sneaking on the Metro Expresses
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