The man at the opera tells me I’m disgusting, but in a lot of ways, he’s lucky. There is no moisture in the air. I slept the night before in braids. It’s a matinee, so I’m holding a very strong day vibe: more Tracee Ellis-Ross in Black-ish than Diana Ross’s 1983 Central Park performance. My hair is being tame for my hair.
The man at the opera tells me I’m disgusting, but in a lot of ways, he’s lucky. There is no moisture in the air. I slept the night before in braids. It’s a matinee, so I’m holding a very strong day vibe: more Tracee Ellis-Ross in Black-ish than Diana Ross’s 1983 Central Park performance. My hair is being tame for my hair.
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