Beauty is pain I think I was probably about 15 years old the first time I had my hair coloured. That was in the mid ‘80’s when ‘frosted’ hair was all the rage in the beauty industry. I sat in a kitchen chair with a plastic cap tied tightly on my head while my mother […]
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A letter to a young girl…
Dearest girl, I saw a photo of you the other day. You were at the lake with your grandparents and your Papa was taking pictures because that’s what he loves to do. You were sitting on a driftwood log on the beach with the breeze lifting your hair just a bit and you were looking […]
