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end of an hair-a

I've been growing this hair for over two years now, and I'm pretty sure I'm incapable of growing it any longer. My ponytail is an inch shy of the 10" required by Locks of Love, but an inch longer than the 8" required by Pantene's Beautiful Lengths. Tomorrow I go in for the big snip-snip, and a new 'do. I'll be glad to bid adeiu to the shedding.




BTW: That purple embellished tank is part of The Great Goodwill Heist.

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Momma_Dee said…
Let's see it here tomorrow. I thought you said you thought you'd let your hair keep growing and growing. Boy, do I know what you mean about that shedding thing.

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