Just revisiting being 9 years old.
As a child, I surely did not appreciate my mother’s trailblazing style & kindling foresight enough. Mother used to crown-braid my hair almost every day when I was a child – especially for soccer practice. She insisted, as I’d always been a hide-behind-your-hair-shy wee girl; “I want to see your pretty face,” she would say to my awkward missing-toothed childhood grin. Oh boy, how things have changed…
Since fighting awkward-bang stage and trying to grow out my super fly fringe from last fall, I have fully embraced the crown braid; so much, that I’ve had to master the folds in under 5 minutes myself.
Like my 9 year old self, I still do love pairing up the ‘do with some kid-cuddly ruffle socks and baddie boots. Thanks for showing me the light, mama.