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“Let me give you a trim.” This is a phrase that typically strikes fear in a Black woman’s heart. It takes only one salon appointment gone awry, where you ask for a dusting and get a three-inch haircut instead, to create trim trauma. But on this day, I don’t think twice and say, “I’m game if you are.”
The fact that it’s been only four weeks since my last appointment with the scissors (I typically go every three months) doesn’t even faze me because the person who is going to cut my split ends is M…
10 months ago