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Since I always had incredibly thick hair, my mum never allowed me to grow it long. The longest I got was about down to my shoulders. When I was 12 I started letting it grow a bit longer and I got a fringe, going from left to right. Once my hair got past my shoulders I decided to get it cut really short. This was summer 2010, and everyone, including me, thought it was a great idea. I got a bob and was happy with it for the first week. It looked cute and sleek and everything. But with time, when my hair started growing back, it just didn't grow the way I wanted it. It didn't want to get straight and it was sitting on my shoulders, which made the ends point outwards, and this drives me crazy. I started wearing it in a ponytail until it got acceptable, or until I could at least straighten it somehow. I knew I would never cut my hair this short again. A year later, in 2011, during summer, my hair was already much longer and looked much better. I didn't cut it at all, ...

My hair has always been very special to me and I used to have really beautiful hair when I was little and I was never allowed to have long hair as washing it was just a torture for both, me and my mum. My hair was so thick that we needed to wash it layer for layer and it took ages to get it dry. People still say that my hair is so pretty and ask me how I manage to keep them so pretty but if they know what my hair used to be like, they are shocked that I've lost so much of it over the last years. I wouldn't say that my hair is not pretty, because it is but I am just used to the wow-volume and it makes me sad that these times are over. But that's the reason why I try to keep my hair healthy, to make it at least a bit nicer even though the volume is gone. I can now wear it longer and it is not such a big problem, although I still have quite thick and heavy hair and washing days are not my favourite. I think this is my favourite picture of my hair because it was curled...