Frannywanny

If there's one piece of vanity bone that I may have in my body, I would say it would be paying extra attention to my hair. As a child, my mom would take us to, what I believe is one of the best salons in town , to have our regular haircut. There I enjoy every minute as I love the scent of their shampoo and the relaxing feeling that I get whenever my hair stylist would carefully scrub, wash and rinse my hair. Later on, we would leave it to her to trim my long black hair into something she feels a grade schooler should sport. Something manageable yet attractive, my mom would request. As I grow up, I learned to become more experimental with my hair. Dyeing it into different shades of brown and sometimes even bordering to red. I attempted to even curl my hair but got tired of if in the long run. Later on, together with my sister, we had our first ever hair relax treatment which really saved us from taking frequent trips to the salon to iron our hair during semi-formal occasions. I ...