(the reason why I wanted to dye my hair blonde when I was 12).
How I love you.
Years ago, after my obsession began, I couldn't pass a mirror without practicing the classic Betty pose seen above. I'm pretty sure I can attribute many sore muscles and hurt necks to her.
But since then I've moved on from posing and into the territory of hair styling. It's a lot less taxing on the back.
{pardon the terrible quality of these photos. It was 10 pm and I was too lazy to get out my photography lamps}
Although I'm quite proud of my curls, considering this was the day after I washed my hair and the humidity was off the charts, I'm not quite on Betty's level.
Clearly I have a lot to learn. Luckily spring break is right around the corner, so I'll have plenty of time to practice!
xoxo,
Eliza
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