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M. C. C.

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Leituras 38
Votos 4
Capítulos 3
Tempo 11m

Leituras 38
Votos 4
Capítulos 3
Tempo 11m

star_crossed_dreamer

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Multicultural Curl Care 
Emphasis on "care" - I'm going to be discussing how to best take care of, style, and wear mixed or multicultural hair. The goal is to help out some of my mixed kings and queens out there who struggle with their natural hair and show that no matter what, your hair is BEAUTIFUL.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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