Hair by Amika
Growing up in the Caribbean as a child of the 80’s and 90’s, I had resigned myself to the fact that my hair would always be a frizzy mess. By high school, I had even started to embrace my curls. My diffuser soon became my best friend. I would wake up at 5am every morning before school to make sure my curls were diffused to perfection but inevitably, by the end of the day, I would still have a…
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