My Sweaty Underboob.

“Mad Dog and Englishmen go out in the Midday Sun”

British people find it virtually impossible to cope with any sort of weather.. Cold, hot, wet, windy. God forbid HUMID.

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My Sweaty Underboob.

The Hair Care Bunch.

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I am not sure when I embraced my hairs natural texture, exactly. I think it was shortly after graduating, when I noticed that using GHD’s to iron FLAT from root-to tip was doing nothing for me. Or when I gret bored of crazy colour (Red and black anyone?). Sure I experimented a bit more.. I had my “Red” phase… (Inspired, no doubt by watching too much My-So-Called Life). My “Ombre” phase (Which I liked, until the world started to do it.. badly, plus it made my hair so dry it wasn’t even funny) We won’t discuss the dodgy time with blue hair mascara in year 8.

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The Hair Care Bunch.