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I have loved hair as long as I can remember, My first memory is being told by my hairdresser at the age of 6 “you’re going to be a hair stylist” because I sat perfectly still, watching what was going on in the shop, wearing a massive smile on my face the the whole time (also my mum couldn’t walk past a salon without me begging to go inside for a hair cut).
I was always excited to go to my nan’s house as she would curl my hair in rollers, rags or braids overnight, I could never wait to get up and see how my hair looked in the morning when I took it out.
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