WHY ARE GHANAIANS AFRAID OF A WOMAN’S HAIR?
I will never ever forget the day that scissors fingered by hair… I felt violated… the tender skin around my self worth was broken… As a young girl growing up in Liberia, I quickly learnt how to manage my own hair. Gloried in the coarseness of it, the unmanageability of my hair and the uniqueness … More WHY ARE GHANAIANS AFRAID OF A WOMAN’S HAIR?