While having yet another bad hair day (Sorry Donna if you read this - my hairdresser!!), I started thinking whether this was something I inherited or something I learnt from growing up.
Titch, my own flesh and blood, has perfect hair. Hair we would all want, it is super blonde, has natural curls/waves that just fall so perfectly and even looks fab when she gets out of bed..... It's just not fair!!
I on the other hand grew up with hair like this:
Now in these pictures, not only do I have bad hair, I have bad clothes and bad glasses. I asked my Mum WHY she would even let me out of the house dressed like this... her reply: "because you wanted them"
At what point should a parent override their children's wishes for how they want their hair and what they want to wear???
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