My MOTHER used to curl my hair with bobby pins and put me in those stupid Shirley Temple curls! I was so skinny but ate a LOT!
Very tan and always had bruises.
Then she started braiding my hair so tight I thought my hair would rip out.
Everyone says I was a beautiful child, but I felt cheated, because EVEN BACK THEN...all the little girls with cute blond curls got the boys...My "assets" didn't kick in till I was much older.
Oh, and I also got my, um, chest before I was really ready for it. Didn't like that too much. BUT, BUT, BUT-Were you a CHEERLEADER??? You just described the number one criteria for being on the junior high squad!
