What Black women’s hair taught me about agency, reinvention and finding joy
Throughout my childhood, my mother's hair was a symbol of creativity, individualism, and self-care for me. Treye Green The chorusing clack of curling irons and the deep hum of hooded hair dryers were familiar sounds throughout my childhood. I'd regularly accompany my mother on her bi-weekly visit to the hair salon, each trip leaving me transfixed by the seemingly endless array of hairstyles that filled the salon posters on the […]
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