I am Not My Hair

Most people have one physical thing about themselves that they like: legs, calves, arms, smile. I have always loved my hair.  It helps that people have been complimenting me on my hair since I was a toddler.  Growing up, I basically looked like Snow White—very pale skin and VERY dark hair.  So dark, that kids asked me in elementary school if I had blue hair.  It was thick and curly, though the curls have calmed down into waves. Once, a woman came up to my mom at a toy store and asked if she had dyed my hair—at five-years-old!

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