Okay, now I am glad I found these photos because as I suspected, and as you could see, I was not a happy camper. Man, this picture says all. Here is where my hair was in extension. Look at all that work! Now at this point in my life, I was starting to like boys and wondering why the boys I liked was not responding. I was in Junior High school and my grades were okay, but I know I was not focusing on classwork. Well anyways, there you have it. i don't think I have to say to much more except I know the 80's are coming back but please don't bring back acid wash jeans! Oh, please look closely at my eyes, at this time I was wearing blue eye contact lenses. I was about 13 years old.
Okay, I know I am incriminating myself with these photographs, but i am really trying to illustrate my point. So, please take your attention away from the checked patterned outfit and focus your attention on the hair. You can kind of see the braids and the parts and how tedious this process was for me to do myself. And because it was not my own hair I would have to take the hair out and start all over again with a brand new pack of hair. I usually used 2 -3 packs maybe 1b? I not sure of the specs, but it was always the wavy braiding hair.
