Dope. Beads are a rite of passage for black children. Shaking my head to hear them clack was gratifying, until the sting against my face became unbearable. Bedazzled durags are major, a total black aesthetic.
This is also how I will be spending my weekend, looking down, sifting through three full pages of notes and a million photos after intense research for a think piece, that’s rapidly morphing into a dissertation. Blinged out durags bump it or dump it? What’s the last article you read? Via: Cheyenne Kimora