Hair: A story of hate, love, and loss

I have always hated my hair. It's curly, for one thing. And growing up in the 1980s, curly meant frizzy. We didn't have flatirons or smoothing serum or special no-poo shampoo that didn't dry out your locks. The only weapon I had against frizz growing up was letting my hair air-dry instead of blowdrying it.... Continue Reading →

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