Come at me bro

Jheri curl was the bomb.

When i look at jeri curl... i think of how nasty it smeels.... i just imagine sweat & enough grease to make a family meal at popeyes

Just let yo SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUL GLOW!!

LMFAOOOOOOOO!!!

I love being black.

WTF were we thinking back then?

uPtoWnNY said:

WTF were we thinking back then?

It ain't that bad except for the fact that it literally made you a human faucet.

I actually used to want a Jeri Curl.

I probably could have brought them back in style.

That shit looked like it stank.

Timmy84 said:

That shit looked like it stank.

Most Jeri Curls smelled very, very sweet; like coconuts or like Indian fruit scented candles. The only thing I never liked about them was that you could never rest your head against anything; not chairs, nor even your pillow at night (...you had to sleep with a plastic bag around your head).

PDogz said:

Timmy84 said:

That shit looked like it stank.

Most Jeri Curls smelled very, very sweet; like coconuts or like Indian fruit scented candles. The only thing I never liked about them was that you could never rest your head against anything; not chairs, nor even your pillow at night (...you had to sleep with a plastic bag around your head).

I'm sure there were a lot of ignoramuses back then that failed to do that for fear they would look "stupid". The Curls were like a throwback to the conk.

Timmy84 said:

PDogz said:

Most Jeri Curls smelled very, very sweet; like coconuts or like Indian fruit scented candles. The only thing I never liked about them was that you could never rest your head against anything; not chairs, nor even your pillow at night (...you had to sleep with a plastic bag around your head).

I'm sure there were a lot of ignoramuses back then that failed to do that for fear they would look "stupid". The Curls were like a throwback to the conk.

I hear ya Timmy, the Jeri Curl / Conk analogy is a keen cultural observation.

Oddly enough though, looking "stupid" seemed to be the furthest thing from a lot of the Jeri Curl enthusiasts mind (...much like it is with these kids today wearing their pants down around their knees - the concept of looking stupid doesn't exist anywhere in their awareness - although, they'll probably see it 20 years from now when they look back). Even the most hardcore, thugged-out, gang-banging muthafucker would primp, groom, and doll up in front of multiple mirrors for hours, maintaining those luscious curls, before rolling out for an evening of popping caps in asses. The irony was lost on all but a few. Many brothers even developed the habit of lining the collar of their shirts with paper napkins, because that curl activator would ruin shirts quicker than you could replace them. No amount of laundry detergent would wash those stains out either (I guess because it was oil-based).

That curl was more trouble than it was worth.

^ That's why I stopped wearing cornrows, I couldn't maintain it because I didn't use it properly as I should've with the du-rag.