When I was a young teen, I wore curlers to bed the night before picture day. I carefully unwound them and lightle brushed my hair. The curls were PERFECT, framed my face so that I looked pretty, it was WONDERFUL.
It straightened itself out before I even made it onto the bus. NEVER AGAIN.
When I was a young teen, I wore curlers to bed the night before picture day. I carefully unwound them and lightle brushed my hair. The curls were PERFECT, framed my face so that I looked pretty, it was WONDERFUL.
It straightened itself out before I even made it onto the bus. NEVER AGAIN.