A Brief Curl-story

Whenever I get complimented on my hair, my first instinct is to say how much I hated it growing up. Then, “oh, yeah. Thanks.” It usually confuses people, present-day me included. One of the last times someone questioned my lock-loathing history, my reply was “because I didn’t know I wasn’t white.” He laughed. And wasContinue reading “A Brief Curl-story”

I’m infected

Not with Rona. So, relax. I just needed a provocative, yet truthful, title to get you to click. Let me explain. It’s not fun for anyone involved, but there’s something about hot wax in your butt hole on a Monday that just makes everything else seem much more doable. Or so I thought. On COViD-QuarantineContinue reading “I’m infected”