When I was little, my mom braided my hair on a daily basis.
She would braid my hair so tightly, that it would curl on the ends like Pippi Longstocking.
One day, my kindergarten teacher asked me how she got my hair to do that.
I told her, "My mommy wakes me up at 5am, braids my hair and hangs me in the closet by my hair until it is time to go to school."
She called my mom that afternoon to ask her if it was true.
I was THAT CONVINCING.
Or my teacher was a complete idiot.
I have bred a child cut from the same cloth.
See the resemblance?
Check out my awesome kindergarten eyebrows.
It's no wonder I have a bi-weekly waxing appointment.