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Welll.... My mom is/was a hairdresser (owned a salon then/now just does family.) I think I was the only second grader on earth to have a full on Farrah Fawcett. She actually used to help me curl up the sides all the way around my head every morning. After I grew out my last perm in 8th grade I went into rebellion and adopted a much more laid back (read no styling) approach partly because I knew it drove her crazy. That was roughly 1989 so I'm proud to say I never had big hair.
I did however rock the blue eyeshadow, super pink lipstick and neon filled wardrobe looks. I was once very proud of my colored denim jean skirts, layered t-shirts and socks so you could roll them up and show different colors, pegged pants, super baggy sweatshirts.... the list goes on and on.
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