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Welcome to the next chapter of Maison de Héir.

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Thank you for being part of the journey.    Here’s to what’s next. Explore Maison de Héir:  MaisonDeHeir.com The Official Blog for Maison de Héir x Cortney Héir Alexa, play “Boss” by The Carters.  ⚜️ — With gratitude, Cortney Héir Founder, Maison de Héir Instagram: @CortneyHeir

Maison de Héir Heritage

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MAISON de HÉIR    HERITAGE The Official Blog for Maison de Héir x Cortney Héir      “You got good hair. You must be mixed. What are you mixed with?” The biggest backhanded compliment I hear constantly, as if people who look like me can’t have loose curls, tight curls, wavy hair, to infinity and beyond.      We’re not spinning this into a political hate crime because that’s not my speed. I'm not one that intentionally disrespect individuals, history, herstory, I'm not political, or bias. I like to see the overall point of view from all angles. However, just know this: there’s nothing wrong with claiming all of what you are. Someone I was taking an interest in (it was extremely short-lived), asked me where my people originated from. I gave him the rundown in confidence.      I may have been born in the United States, but my DNA is an international melting pot. Generally, this theme of conversation typically ends up being one-sided, n...

Meet Cortney Héir, Le Père Fondateur de la Maison de Héir.

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CORTNEY H ÉIR  = CONGLOMERATE The Official Blog for Maison de Héir x Cortney Héir "You can't run. You can't escape from who you truly are. Sure you can use external alternatives, escapism, other than going within, you may have gotten that little dopamine rush... but have you ever noticed you always come back to yourself? Back to square one, pondering... You can't run from who you are. You can't help that you were born into a certain environment. You can't help who gave birth to you. You can't choose your fate, but what you can claim is your destiny." - Cortney Héir. [Plays the soundtrack of my life: "Bittersweet Symphony." Turns up the music to the highest level at 3:18 A.M. Looks over my shoulder in slow motion at the imaginary cameras flashing, looks back at the imaginary mirror in front of me, admiring my beauty as the lights pulse the hue of red, slowly petting my black kittens, Pyra & Madonna Héir, continues typing.] I'm being dr...