The joys of having your mother as your hairdresser are that you can do your hair as often as you would like....or at least as often as she would like! My mom squeezed me in today...Here's run numbero uno.
This is just a rough mockup of what we hope to accomplish. We didn't have enough curl, and this was after about 4 hours, while standing out in the wind for 15 minutes or so. Please disregard my parent's ugly laminate floor.
Once my hair gets a little bit longer, we'll be able to pull the bottom up more, and have more height at the top!
We also met with Caroline, the lady that will be doing our flowers! I'm so excited. Should I keep my choices a secret? I think I just may!
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