Some call it a relaxer, some call it a perm, I call it the holy grail of hair care: The creamy crack. Now don't get me wrong, rocking a natural is phenomenal, but it just isn't for me. I want my hair to be so straight that even if the wind is blowing 1/2 a mile an hour, my hair will move. I honestly tried the no chemical regimen, and got almost to the 6 month mark, but when I stepped off the plain in San Antonio in my 5th month of post-relaxer, two inches of roots shriveled up and sweated, while my ends were as straight as the day was long. I looked like a wet spider monkey during mating season. AKA a hot a** mess. So shout out to the chemicals, which make my follicles oh so fine, and stay tuned to my next post that explains in detail how I relax my hair. Viva la Creamy Crack!!
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