Between never putting on sunscreen, never re-applying, getting shit sleep, tanning, or whatever other abrasive skincare routines you have going, it’s no wonder some of you might end up looking like a crypt keeper by the time you’re 30. And yes, this includes everyone of every skin color under the sun (haha, see what I did there?).
Ah yes, the “moving to a new city” stage of life. I am proud to say I have made it to this typical yet exciting part of my chapter. As common as it is (most would call it the mid-life crisis identity), it is definitely the most fulfilling thing one can do.
I feel like I’ve been deceived most of my life about how I’m supposed to manage my hair. There’s so much misleading information out there about what it means to moisturize. I’ve used all kinds of oils and creams for years, thinking I was actually doing something to bring out my curls. In reality, my hair was becoming dry, lifeless, and frizzy to boot.
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