we’ll rinse it out. But the longer you
can handle it, the straighter your
hair will become.”
I wanted to do it right, so I sat
in the chair and waited and waited
for as long as I could.
I waited too long.
She’d told me to tell her when
it started burning. She should have
told me to tell her when it started
tingling, because by the time it was
actually burning it had already
taken off several layers of my scalp.
I was well past tingling when I
started to freak out. “It’s burning!
It’s burning!” She rushed me over
to the sink and started to rinse the