Look, I’m not a fan of dreadlocks, either. They’re smelly and full of bugs and they leave grease stains all over your pillowcases. But this kid from Glee… there’s something about him… he’s got these cheekbones that could cut glass… and these dangerous meth-dealer eyes… and, sure, he looks like he’s sooner stab you then fuck you, but that’s part of the adventure, isn’t it? On Tuesday night’s episode his character sang a sweet little duet with Quinn, popped a boner when he was helping her with her physical therapy, then showed up in the locker room with his hair like THIS. I GASPED. It’s just MAGNIFICENT, isn’t it? It’s like a giant squid mated with Amy Winehouse… like the alien from Aliens doing Cersei Lannister drag…  It’s shaped like something a medieval prioress would wear. I can’t stop staring at it. True story: I had dreads once. But because my hair was so thin and stringy, the hairdresser had to tease it, roll it into wan little tubes, cover them in glue, and then take a soldering iron to them to burn the hairs to make them wrap around each other. IT WAS DISGUSTING. Literally the saddest hairdo IN THE WORLD. Thankfully no pictures of it exist. But I think that experience gives me the authority know good dreads when I see them and to say THAT’S A BOY WHO KNOWS HOW TO WORK THEM. Say what you will, but in this scene, with that updo, he is a style god.