August. It is here. Humidity is alive and well. My naturally curly hair and I are in the process of a divorce. Sweat seeps from every pore. Oil refuses to budge from its comfy home on my face. The sun is having a blast using its rays of destruction to bake my sunscreen right into […]Read more "I Have Favorites"
When I was a teenager my gramma suggested demanded I take the used coffee grounds from the coffee filter and use them on my skin. The look I gave her was that of sheer confusion. The look she shot back at me was the look of someone who meant serious business. Coffee grounds? Is this […]Read more "Coffee: I Rub It On Me"