When I was
a child, my mom used to take me to the hairdresser and picked the hairstyle she
wanted (as I said before, the most horrible one); normally it was very short and
it had a fringe, it was definitely hideous. I remember that my older brother
and sister, used to laugh at me, because my hair was short and horrible and
theirs were long and beautiful (?), yeah, right. D:
Nowadays, I’d
love to say that everything is different, that when I go to the hairdresser I
got what I want, but no! u.u … I keep choosing hairstyles which I don’t like, I
don’t know why but I think I need more styles to finally decide which one I’d
love and use for a very long time… But
hey! There is something really good about all this, my hair (at least the color
of it) is beautiful, and I can always iron it and it would look better, no
matter the hairstyle I choose. Yay! (=
D: Im with you girl! xD my mother also used to pick my haircuts when I was a child, sad story xD :)
ReplyDeleteXDDDDDDDDD I'm not laughing at you, is just that I think the same...my mother treated me like a barbie, who knows..because at the time of going to the hairdresser, I got horrible haircuts and she was the only person in earth that like it. :C
ReplyDeleteAllow me to be your hairstylist.
ReplyDeleteYou don't have much luck with haircuts. do you? U_u
ReplyDeleteI've been there too :( If I could turn back time I would kick my father xDD He always took me to the hairdresser and told her "school haircut" and I suffered xDD