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Saturday, February 18, 2006 Another poem - Beauty Regimen Waiting to be pressed, relaxed nouveau waved, braided, weaved, or processed, the women sit in stages of hair disrepair, hoping to be beautified into magazine glamor, praying to ameliorate or just plain obliterate the strains of neglect and wear to their bodies and souls. Like someone once said: "It's all in the hair, 'cause a sista can be down and out, abused and used, one paycheck away from the streets, but if her hair looks good, she's got it going on!" So like patient souls in line to be baptized into the Church of Pulchritude, the sistas read the good word as expounded by the scriptures of Essence or Black Hair, exclaiming the virtues of the glorified adherents of righteous style. And they sit cremed, towelled, dripping wet, hair crackling to the tune of the sizzling comb, or faces half entombed by heat-blasting sarcophi, as they exchange the latest on Luke and Laura, Erica Kane, or Vicky and Dorian -- heads bobbing to the music blasting from V103, laughing and just being, inhaling the melange of chemicals and mixtures that hold the secrets of Black Beauty. And for six hours, at least, they escape the world outside. (Copyrighted 1997)
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