Yes, my hair is nice and no you can’t touch it.
The first time I distinctly remember my hair being touched by strangers was when I was 11 years old on a bus. Two old ladies were putting the world to rights behind me, and I tuned them out until I…
The first time I distinctly remember my hair being touched by strangers was when I was 11 years old on a bus. Two old ladies were putting the world to rights behind me, and I tuned them out until I…
Don’t Touch My Hair by Emma Dabiri book review This book is a breath of fresh air. Even reading whilst using public transport – gives everyone a boundary warning. What makes this sweeter is that I have the pleasure of…