When I was little getting school pictures, the teachers and photographers would all hand me those evil little black combs. You know the ones with super small teeth that break off easy? They would basically force me to use them, even when I said I liked my hair. They'd be like "this will make it look nicer" and watch me struggle to comb my hair. I used to go home and just cry to mom that I would never look good for pictures.
My senior portrait photographer loved my hair. So eat that Lifetouch.
Originally Posted by alaskantsunami

OMIGOD I REMEMBER THOSE! ugh. i always dreaded picture days. *shudders*

miss etincelle?
former dreadhead and now a curly girl!
type 3b/brunette
trying to grow my hair to at least bsl, but no longer than wl
now on cg and seeing how it's working so far