I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to spend so much time thinking about my hair. Especially for women (and even more especially for women of color), the performance of the right kind of hair, good hair, has real consequences.
1990: I start using hair gel, still trying to perfect my irritatingly soft curls, an impossible task in the year-round humidity of South Florida. I favor a brand called Stiff Stuff. My resulting hair crunches like dry leaves.