"Who did your hair?" "How do you have the patience for all of that?" "My homegirl can do your hair, let me put you on." Like most women, I've had my fair share of bad hair days, ugly hair stages, and terrible beauticians. And THAT my friends, is why I choose to do my own hair. I mean, who knows what you want better than you? Yeah, you might end up looking like the Great Value version of the girl who's hair tutorial you were following on YouTube, but at least you're not broke AND looking like trash. That's the worst. For a short time, I actually entertained the idea of going to hair school. I was like, "You know what? I do my own hair all the time. I would love to make money by making people feel beautiful" and the shallow part of me was like, "If I get a job in a unisex shop, I can see sexy dudes all day!" Why am I like this? Ya'll, I thought that I had really thought of a master plan. Goodbye childcare, hel...
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