Sigh, finally. Seeing a black girl who hasn’t chemically fried her hair into tortured straightness or paid $3,000 to have blond Chinese tresses attached to her own like Beyoncé is such a relief we almost curled up on the floor and went to bed when she walked into the room. Topping it off with the Pharrell shirt and those happy pants was like being tucked in.
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