My hair has gone through many stages. I’ve had crunchy, bleached blond ends. I’ve grown it past my waist. In high school, I chopped it off. And I’ve made multiple, sad attempts at bangs (I never learned my lesson on those).
Democracy Dies in Darkness
How I learned to embrace my Asian curls
I used to wonder why my hair didn’t look like other girls’. Now I welcome my natural texture.
Perspective by Tenzing Lhamo Dorjee
October 3, 2021 at 9:31 a.m. EDT