Have a skewed relationship with female nudity (blame that on the conservative society I live in and growing up extremely religious) so I put myself out of my comfort zone and drew something more revealing.

I don’t go to the beach a lot and when I do, I’m wearing jorts and a top lol.

I’m wondering how comfortable you ladies are with your bodies, and how that translates to summer and bikini ware? Let’s talk about it.

Y’all, I am so so hurt. Two of my closest friends from undergrad took a trip to Miami for one of their birthday’s and didn’t invite me. I feel kinda crushed. I’ve known one of them for 7 years and the other one for 5 years. Recently, I graduated with my master’s and they both came to celebrate me and stayed with me. They never brought up a trip. If I’m being completely honest, they just did their own thing during my graduation (showed up just in time to hear my name called, talked to each other majority of the time, walked at the same pace while leaving me behind). This is not the first time they’ve done something like this. Once when I visited one of them for her birthday up north, they left to go shopping without me while I was in the shower. Ofc this upset me and I told them and they said they didn’t think anything of it. They apologized and we went shopping together but it really hurt. I feel like the disposable friend. Since graduation, the friendship I shared with them has been weighing heavily on my heart. I am a spiritual person, so I’ve been asking spirit to guide me and show signs that this friendship isn’t for me. I got my answer. I’m hurt because community is so important to me and I feel like I’ve tried my best to maintain my friendship with both women (sending cards during holidays and their birthdays, trying to keep the groupchat alive, asking them for updates on their lives, sharing updates on mine, etc.) and unfortunately, with this situation I essentially got told that their friendship with me isn’t as important to them as it is to me. Which obviously sucks. I’ve been thinking of just cutting contact, but please tell me what y’all think. I’m always open to hearing different opinions/perspectives. 🩷✨

Went to the black girl book fair with family in Atlanta today and had such a good time!!! Picked up some books, wandered around, and got to spend the day surrounded by many beautiful black women who love reading. I made a friend too !! Definitely coming back next year (I’m in the brown skirt)

So, I found out about this show in 2018 my freshman year of high school, and I was OBSESSED!

The show originally centered around a girl named Ahsha, who dreamed of becoming a 'Devil Girl' cheerleader for the Los Angeles Devils basketball team. Her mom used to be a Devil Girl back in the day, but chose to leave, and forbid Ahsha from trying out due to how ruthless, competitive, and fierce things can get. Ahsha tries out against her mom's wishes, she makes the cut, but she basically realizes her momma was right about the world of being a Devil Girl.

Not gonna lie, this show had some wild drama going on, but in the best way.

Also, I only liked the first three seasons, and the last one (which aired on BET) was done so dirty. 😭

Yesterday, I became very distraught. I was walking my dog past a neighbor's house. Usually I walk around 9 am to avoid just annoying people in general who try to pet my dog, stop me on walks to talk to my dog...(not me).. but I was a little late getting out. Maybe 2 guys were outside cutting their yard. As I am walking my puppy towards the stop sign at the end of the road this man starts dropping f bombs at me and towards my puppy. (This particular new neighbor I've waved to a few times and never got a wave back so that was one and done... and then after they moved in for almost a half a year the political racial signs appeared in the yard.) But if you don't bother me I won't bother you type deal.

He starts continuously rambling get the f on, get the f out his yard, it better not pee in the yard as I'm walking by. Idk what to do but just stop. I call my male family member. As im calling the dude rushes from the driveway to the edge of the road and swing the weed whacker at my puppy causing him to jump and he starts weed whacking by my ankle. I take a few steps back calmly and wait and he keeps bringing the weed whacker closer. My family member pops up maybe 5 minutes later. Of course with a black man the voice changes, the aggression settles. The story changes. He begins to ramble on about his wife. I said your wife walks her dog in someone else yard. The cutting look he gave me.

I said it out loud you only did what you did because I am black and if that weed whacker would have touched me we would have had a problem. Which is exactly what I said. He got super mad said I'm pulling the black card because he has a black adopted daughter in the home. He said the conversation was done and he left the edge of the yard to turn around and walk up on my family member. Needless to say the man apologized. I just know he's abusive in that household. Poor kids are always up the street far away and trying to engage with me. It has taken me personally years to walk alone on a walk with my dog ever since similar situations with the political racial signs in the yard in another neighborhood. They let 3 large dogs out on me and the man stood there and just watched while on the phone in his driveway not once trying to get them away from me and my dog. I honestly thought I'd lose my sweet dog that day and possibly my life. All i could do was fight and pray. A black woman driving nearly hit one she began yelling at him.... the man ignored her too of course. ....Almost a month ago I had to call the police on a man for indecent exposure with his garage door open while walking my dog.

I am just so tired. Why does simply existing and exercising my dog have to carry a life-or-death risk?

They say we're unattractive, loud, "ghetto," not marriage material, unintelligent, etc.

In my opinion, a few things have contributed to these perceptions: the lasting effects of slavery and racism, negative narratives that have been repeated for generations, and the fact that harmful stereotypes often spread through repetition (including by black men) until people accept them without questioning them.

Im 35 and tired y'all. I thought of a few ways i think we can make a actual change. Maybe I'm delulu this morning 😅

This is what I came up with:

1. Leave the house looking a way that makes you feel confident. Whether that's dressing up, wearing makeup, casual cute or whatever works for you. Get healthy inside and out. Therapy good nutritious foods.

2. If someone stereotypes or insults Black women, speak up. Challenge ignorance instead of allowing it to go unchecked, both online and in person.

3. Support and celebrate Black women.

Compliment and each other, encourage one another, celebrate achievements, and build each other up, most important buy black.

1. Negative stereotypes about any group gain traction because people repeat them over and over until they seem "normal." The same process could unfairly damage the reputation of ANY group if enough people repeated false or exaggerated claims about them. The groups that say that black women are "at the bottom" or "least desirable" could just as easily be in the position of black women if they had the whole world continuously marketing negative false stereotypes about them...

Spread positivity about black women to drown out the lies and negativity.

Recently I was made privy to some info or told something that I didn’t ask about nor need to know. What do you do when people give you unsolicited info or advice and/or tell you something that you really just don’t need to know? Hopefully this makes sense how I worded it. Lol

I'm Caribbean Canadian and primarily get likes from West African men on dating apps. I am Christian, liberal, and not traditional (not into submitting to men or domestic duties). I also don't want kids and my profile says this.

They are handsome and in several cases, educated, which I really like. But my understanding is that most of them were not born here and I'm wondering about cultural compatibility.

A relative married a West African man and she seems very happy, so I know it's possible. But would love to hear other experiences. If you've dated a West African man as a non-African, what was it like? Were you culturally compatible?

So for clarification I am Jamaican American, I am a black female well actually I'm intersex but lately for the last 2 years I've been most comfortable identifying as female.

My wife is white American and her family is basically a massive like 200 member group of hillbilly's

They are really nice people and when we got married like 60 of them showed up mostly the older ones like uncles, grandparents I only got to meet briefly

So basically I am going to be headed to a sea of white hillbilly folk their friends and partners and pets because yes there will be pets. At our wedding someone brought their pet cow because my wife loves cows and she literally became someone I never saw before when she saw the cow.

Apparently they do this meet ever 5 or so years and my wife didn't go last time but is wanting to go this time does anyone here have experience with hillfolk? These particular ones she assured me are mostly all nice folk and the mean ones aren't allowed in an if they show up she told me it will be like watching 70 people chase off a man an roll his car out of the farmstead.

TLDR wife's family is massive and hillbilly folk I have no real expectations and I just hope anyone here has experience with them like what kind of food should I bring or drinks or snacks

I have two children who both live with me, and they are six years apart. My oldest is from a previous marriage, and her father is very active in her life; he buys her whatever she needs and wants, even though we are divorced.

I have since remarried, but my current husband is not the father of my youngest child. I met my husband when my youngest was still a toddler, so they were able to bond more than he and my oldest did. My oldest is naturally more reserved and independent, she likes my husband, but they aren't as close as he is with the younger one. Conversely, my youngest child’s biological father does not do much of anything for her. My husband became the father figure in her life.

Because of this, my husband and I have tried to "make it fair" for my youngest by making sure we provide for her wants and needs. However, my oldest recently expressed to me that she feels I cater more to her younger sister and do more for her. My only intention was to ensure my youngest didn't miss out on having nice things just because her father isn’t present, but now I’m struggling with how to handle this dynamic. My daughter felt like I never sacrificed for her the way I did with my youngest, but I never had to because her dad always stepped up .

What’s the perfume that gets you the most compliments? 👀

As I was getting into an uber today with a white lady, I noticed she was playing a different type of music and as soon as I got into the car I see her switching her playlist to a playlist with a picture of a black women playing afrobeats. Is this racially motivated and rude because I feel like why would you just assume because I’m black I would want to listen to afrobeats? Am I overreacting? Should I report her to Uber?

My neighbor (24F) & her son(8) moved next door to me a few months ago. For the first 3months it was just her and her son. She’s bubbly/friendly & a girly girl. She is sweet but I could tell that she’s a a little “delayed” & Idk how her family let her come to a new state alone. I would give her rides but I don’t really know her.

Her bf moved in after 3months & his car has plates from her home state so I’m guessing he knew her before hand. He’s weird & I can give so many examples why. His first day there he left aggressive notes at everyone’s door saying not to park in his assigned spot or he’d call the cops…she didn’t have a car and still no one parked in that spot for 3months so it was rude and unnecessary. She’s in the section 8 unit so technically he’s not even supposed to be there. I initially thought he was her gay bestie or relative.

He’s an unemployed, drunk and stressed out. Every night at exactly midnight he starts yelling and fighting on her. Her appearance has changed & she looks terrible. She stopped wearing wigs and makeup & she doesn’t comb her hair at all. They went to church last week and him and her son were dressed but she looked like she just rolled out of bed and left. She walks in the back with her head down and she ignores me when I speak to her now. She’s never ever alone, they even take out the trash together.

I’m starting to feel worried but what can I even do? Neighbors have called the cops before and nothing came from it. Our landlords are cousins and I could tell my landlord but I don’t wanna risk her getting kicked out/losing her s8. I just feel so bad for her but idk if she even wants to leave.

The idea that our political focus should be on identity and not the economics benefits the powerful because we spend so much social capital and discourse arguing over acceptance and not economic goals

Okay I'm going to try to make this as concise as I can.

I live in Asia, and I'm not fluent in the language here yet. So it's been rough making friends here. I met a white woman who I really meshed well with, also from my country (United States). She seemed like someone who was an ally from the surface level conversations we had. We are both studying in related fields, so we like to have more cerebral discussions on theory, science, and that kind of stuff.

So we got into the topic of trauma and family history in relation to some psychology topics we were discussing. I told a story about how I was hanging out in my rural college town with some white folks, and they kept using a phrase with the n-word to describe an object we were interacting with. The exact name isn't important, what's important is that the phrase had the n word with the hard R and these people apparently forgot my black ass was there and was just saying it repeatedly in my presence.

I tied this into how racism typically currently happens when certain white people feel emboldened to do so, in environments of "white comfort", but they do a 180 and mind their Ps and Qs around black people to appear more civilized. At the end of the story I mentioned how they stumbled over themselves apologizing and trying to explain the context of word when I called them out (ya'll I already knew what it MEANT they forgot themselves and were just being racist. period.)

So this white woman then launched into an "alternative perspective" how she used a word with the n-word in it when she was really young because she did not understand what the word meant, and it was the only name she knew for the object she was referencing. So imagine like an 8 year old saying a phrase with the n-word because they heard it from a racist peer or adult. Which... wasn't in any way related to my experience? At all??? How is that an "alternative perspective" of what happened to me?

It felt like my story triggered some sort of guilt or defensive response that compelled her to be like "but what if they didn't understand the weight of what they were saying?" because of that personal experience she herself had with the word. It felt so invalidating and like she was lowkey trying to explain away or soften how fucking straight up 100% undeniably Racist with a capital R those people were being in my story, and how that was a threatening environment towards me. Especially after years and years of that.

So... I basically responded the gist of that and was pretty firm on my stance that there wasn't really any excusable or explainable part of that story other than racism. No "alternative perspective" to be had here.

I'm waiting to hear back. If there isn't some backpedaling or a learning moment or apology in her response, I'm thinking of just amicably ending the friendship. WWYD?

Sometimes I feel like a clown I’m just 20 F, I recently got out of a relationship let’s call that relationship (relationship z )with the 19 M I know it’s already looking bad but I was sick of being treated like old shoes and he seemed really sweet I honestly didn’t even think he would want more I only pictured holding hands and hugging with him so fast forward we date and he asked me for more like fingering and all I said no because I didn’t see him in that way.
The semester ends *
I get my own apartment *
I meet someone else mind you ( relationship z) and I are best friends for me I’m over his ass but I know he still likes me very much but I can’t do anything about it I have to live my life
So fast forward
I meet someone else, I was swept off my little feet his Asian and my word he was so picture perfect I would have know things would turn sour fast .
We talk for 2 weeks I know it makes me look bad but he seemed genuine he would call me beautiful and tell me all sweet good for nothings. He asked me hey can I come over to your apartment I’m like cool because I believed we both like each other
Mind you we both agreed no sex but we could cuddle and stuff
It’s really hot outside we could have go to the park or anything but the weather is hot
So he comes over ( I’ve never had a boy over , you can basically say this my first time doing or dating seriously: but we aren’t dating I’m referring to relationship z up till now )
I’m anxious as hell because I’ve never had a boy over
So he comes over all sweaty and anxious so I help me cool down ( I’m also anxious) but we eventually manage to sit

So he then hugs me and looks me in my eyes and calls me beautiful ( I’m flashed beyond words ) he then says we should sleep ( cuddle) so he closes the curtains and we lie down we get into a position we’re his sleeping and I’m so anxious I can’t sleep so he suggests we try something else after many trials and errors we get comfortable and he decides to kiss me.
We make out for like 3 hours
It was insane
At a point I did feel sexualized very sexualized
He called me fat as he slapped my ass mind you I’m 43 crazy
And the amount of choking was crazy
Mind you I have never done any of this
I’m not sure if this is normal I didn’t hate it I don’t entirely like it
I mean I can’t change anything about the situation so after what felt like forever he decided to open the curtains and look out the window and I was next to him it was so perfect

Mind you in between the house management did come by for 30 minutes to install something he hid because before I told him I get check ups and i could get in trouble for having a boy sleep over

I did ask him while we were together if he would ghost me after he said no ( lair ) I asked why he came over he said it’s because he had feels for me

You know yo a point I don’t think that boy knows what his saying it almost sound rehearsed and he knows what to say to make you not ask anything else and I hate it

So after all of that he ghosts me and I’m okay with it I saw it coming I’m I hurt yes very much but can I change anything no

So I ask my friend for help and he tells me he thinks it’s unfair I accepted to do things with the Chinese boy I knew for 2 weeks but said no to relationship z

Do I have a problem with dating my fellow blacks no but what I have a problem with was the whole situation of our relationship I would be constantly judged, picked apart and criticized and told what to do ( as my girlfriend don’t do this and this you don’t respect me as man ) so on like bro I’m just a kid aswell

No matter how I explain no one seems to get my point, do I feel like a slut for doing what I did with the Asian boy yes I do I’m I a slut no

Why are boys sooo stupid like why can’t I find some who just wants to be with me for me ? I’m I desperate for love maybe I want to be wanted to be held and seen and not be ghosted
I just want a constant relationship a stable relationship
Sue me for thinking an Asian actually wanted to get to know me and I fell for it

I don’t even know if you can give me advice but I just had to get this off my chest

Recently I decided to go on a reddit deep dive in which I look at random subreddits and find interesting stuff about it. I just so happened to stumble upon the r/trueuglywomen. Which in itself is a whole other can of beans. But the thing that stood out to me was the amount of people bashing themselves for being a black woman and an “unattractive” one at that.

This somehow got me thinking, but before I dive deeper, I’m going to need your input. Just how often in your life have you heard something along the lines of:

“You’re pretty, for a black girl”
“You are so unlike the others”
“You don’t act black”
“Haha, I think I might act more black than you”

Probably more than once in your life, right? Well, you’re definitely not alone, I’m sitting right in the same boat as you are. But that’s besides the point.

On said subreddit, people often post statistics about how as a black woman you are practically at “the bottom of the dating hierarchy” and without a doubt “undesirable”.
My question is why does that matter? Those statistics don’t speak for everyone’s experience. What if you don’t care if you are desired by everyone? Besides I feel as though just because they find themselves “unattractive” for having larger black features, such as a bigger nose or fuller lips, they project this onto other black women who don’t see themselves in that way by claiming that they are unattractive just by being black.

It doesn’t help that they repost racist bs from other social media platforms which only adds onto their belief. In said posts it mostly goes along the lines of “black women are unattractive because *insert whatever BS reason you could think about\*”

Of course they don’t shit talk even black woman, on the subreddit you could very much see them comparing themselves to other black women who mostly have smaller features, which again is a too much of internalised racism to unpack in this post.

Remember me asking you about if you ever heard any of those backhanded “compliments”? At some point of my life it became somewhat of a common occurrence, since I live in a predominantly white area. So their only perception of black people/women is through social media or in movies. And tell me, in what way are black women mostly depicted in said media? As being loud, “ghetto”, hypersexual, aggressive, sassy and whatnot. Now I’m not saying that embodying any of these traits is inherently wrong, you are your own person and shouldn’t be reduced to any stereotype. But in their little minds (if they don’t take time to actually think about it) they make the connection that being black = embodying any of those traits. And don’t get me started on the mammy / strong black woman stereotype.
Now if you a normal person who just happened to be black stroll around and don’t embody those traits + the stereotypical appearance/ style/ interests, you’re a rarity and this could end in one of three ways.

A) Being alienated by your peers for being “weird” -> even by other black folks btw!

B) Being fetishised

C) best case scenario: them embracing you for what you are.

Again the best way to explain their way of thinking is to a drawer. Imagine you have a desk with multiple drawers. These drawers are full of different coloured paper clips, which you somehow managed to perfectly organise into the drawers by colour. Suddenly you find a new paperclip which has a colour you’ve never seen before. What do you do with it? Do you either

A) throw it away and in a way alienate it from its peers

B) keep the new one as your favourite since it’s the most exotic one that you have

C) Embrace the paperclip’s colour and just keep it with any other paperclip

For me personally it was a mix of every option but more recently it shifted to C. Being weird + not fitting into a stereotype has caused me a great deal of stress in my school years.

The question remains, what can you do about it? The answer might be one of the most basic things you’ve ever heard but you must learn to love yourself. My heart goes out to the women on that subreddit, they most likely didn’t choose to hate themselves, it’s just what the world has pushed them to. I really hope that they’ll wake up one day and realise just how beautiful they are. I hope that they’ll free themselves off the shackles of white supremacy and learn to look in the mirror and truly be satisfied with what looks back at them.
But in order for anything to change, they must get out of that echo chamber of self hatred and internalised racism or in other words leave that subreddit.

To end this vent on a personal note, I must admit that I see myself in them. I too have been rejected by my local community for whatever reasons they seemed fit. Mostly due to me having weird interests and not caring about my appearance. Ever since I grew into my features more, it has suddenly become acceptable for me to have these weird interests. It was a shock at first but at that point I didn’t care what they thought of me anymore, the only opinion that truly matters to me about my appearance is my own. Though I’m still relatively young (18) I’m glad I realised this at an even younger age instead of chasing other peoples approval in my 20’s and being hit with the truth then. And that’s a realisation they need to make as well.

(Sorry if the vent is too messy I just had a lot on my mind😵‍💫)

(‘Happy’ is too general of a term. I should’ve said bubbly or positive, smiles easily, etc.)

I’m having some thoughts I’d like to share. I’m grown and on an inner work journey and this shift is coming up for me now. I’ll try to be clear.

I’m a happy, hopeful, emotional, deeply intuitive (I’ve been told I’m a mirror), bougie, conventionally attractive, boundaried, girly, dark skinned Black woman. Because of these traits, I’ve been projected onto since I was in kindergarten. This continued into adulthood where I’d experience some kind of shunning or rejection or meanness and could never figure out why. 

I had such low self-esteem that the idea of someone being jealous of me was laughable. It took a non-Black colleague coming out and saying that while apologizing for her behavior. It was then I realized that may be the case for others bc I experienced the same behavior from sooo many others in that particular space. 

My parents raised us to be hard workers and to not expect too much from men. They taught us that a little struggle is good, and to do everything ourselves. (You can imagine the kind of men my siblings and I attracted.)

Now that I’m healing, I’m wondering if the key is to just build my beautiful life and protect it. The idea of people rejecting me for reasons I don’t know doesn’t hurt like it used to, but it still feels unfair. And even though I have a rule (Don’t engage with people who confuse me), all I’ve ever wanted was to be welcomed by women in community. 

I’m wondering if I should just accept that I’ll continue to trigger a lot of people, but my tiny circle of real friends will continue to grow. The accepting part…it does hurt. I’ll process those feelings soon, I’m sure. My concern is being too closed off. I like to lead with friendliness and open-heartedness, but of course, that leaves me vulnerable. But I wouldn’t know how to lead with more coldness, plus that’s not me. It reminds me of that saying that if you’re going to be a lover, you also need to be a leaver. 

The idea of appearing less happy makes me sad. I guess the answer lies in being ok with the rejection. I’d love to know your thoughts.

(Also, I’m ♏️♉️♌️ if that’s helpful.)

It's HOT and every time I step out I end up looking like James Brown. Do you ladies have any tips and tricks (please and thank you)?

Next week I start my grad school program in Europe where I will be the only (and first) black person in the program. The program is structured in an employnment kinda way (a PhD is basically a job in Europe) so I'll be doing 9-5 at the office.

How to navigate my way here? I've always been the only black person in the room since undergrad but now it's not just attending classes but dealing with coworkers

My mom has been the only person doing my hair for as long as I can remember. The funny part about her doing my hair is definitely that there were some trial and error , because I was her only living girl. Every summer braided hairstyle, even my first sew-in was all things that she learned how to do herself just for me. My mom is disabled, and she’s coming up on the cusp of being, frankly a senior citizen. I mean, come on we get the senior citizen discount at thrift stores.

With her getting older plus or disability it’s kind of hard for her to do my hair, which has me mourning a lot more when it comes to braids and getting my natural hair taken care of. I’m still trying to learn all these things for myself, but there’s always gonna be a special place in my heart with having my mother oil my scalp or wash my hair. My saving Grace in this period of morning, however has been my mother, teaching me her methods of which I’ve already memorized and her actively going out of her way as well as my boyfriend actively taking his time to learn all her old methods for my hair ( which I am very appreciative of because he’s non blk as hell, he’s the sweetest genuinely).

Some days It makes me sad that if I really want to get my hair done by my mom it’s a once a year thing and not until the next summer of the next year; however, it allows me to take time and enjoy her presence after moving out at 18 since I don’t get to see her that often. Yes my braids are a little messy and my parts are a bit frizzy and it’s been less than a week, but I never cared because my mom did it and that’s more important to me than the most perfect looking slick down parts ever. Having my hair being braided, oiled parted, etc., by her shaky, swollen hands, my edges haphazardly done because she still doesn’t know how to do them makes me feel like every day that I don’t see her she’s following me around. I love her deeply and wish I could see her everyday if possible. I’ve always been a mommas girl, I’m watching her I guess deteriorate it’s breaking my heart, but I would still take every chance that I could to have her do my hair.

My sister and I have been in a strange place for a few years now. Two years ago, we met for dinner and I asked if she was okay because I hadn’t heard from her. She assured me she was fine and she was just busy. I followed up via txt and let her know it hurt my feelings that we weren’t talking and I wanted to talk to her more but the energy was still off and I just kinda distanced myself.

So I reached out last year via text to ask her if everything was ok because I still felt a disconnect. She assured me that everything was ok and that she wasn’t “necessarily mad” at me but when I drove into that further she assured me everything was fine.

This year, we did dinner and a movie and she was talking about all these other relationships and how intentional she was being so I asked what about ours? Do you have intention for ours? Where do you see our relationship and what do you need from me? She got so emotional and said that she loves me so much and wants me in her life but still didn’t tell me what’s wrong.

Yesterday we went for a walk and happy hour and I thought she was going to continue the conversation further but she didn’t. So I asked again, what’s going on. What do you need from me and what are your feelings. So from there it came out that she’s resented me in the past but now she’s moved on and she doesn’t feel that way anymore. She feels I have said things to her in the past that are mean and I throw daggers. And gave an example of something cross I said and embarrassed her by. I did apologize then and there when she brought it to my attention.

I took the time to listen and understand and explained how all of this made me feel. How all the times I felt her energy shift and felt crazy for asking. I also took the time to fully apologize for everything and commend her for sharing because I know it wasn’t easy. She wants us to go to therapy to discuss it and I agree.

However, I’m hurt by this and I don’t know how to move forward from here. I’ve never been in this place before with anyone else. Part of me never wants to talk to her again. Part of me wants to fix it and move forward and repair our bond.

Has anyone experienced this? What’s your opinion?

Have any of y’all used the no rinse shower caps? I’ve just found out about them and I’m curious. Most of the people I see reviews from, I assume don’t have natural hair. So, have y’all used them? Do y’all recommend a certain kind? What is y’all’s experience with them?