Hair We Go, Again

I was born with an afro.                   That’s right, a blonde fucking afro.  I have very course, frizzy, naturally curly hair.  It’s the one thing I inherited from my mother (may she RIP) that I detest.  If I could shave this shit off and still pass as a woman instead of an NBA basketball player, I would.  Wait, they’re all black, but I digress. I waste more money and time on this mop that any woman should have to.  My bathroom vanity is filled with anti-frizz creams, moisturizing oils, smoothing creams, anti-curl … Click here to be completely blown away…