[October 16, 2010]
After work, I decided I'd finally had enough. On a whim, I called my hairdresser and requested a cut. An hour later, all of the relaxed ends were gone. Now the true journey begins. My hubby doesn't like it. My neighbor said that if he misses two haircuts, his hair will look like mine. Nonetheless, I LOVE my hair.
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