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TBT : Jesus Be A Hair Bow

So even though today is Vlog Thursday, I didn't make one :( MEH! I gotta get a new schedule. Anywo ... Here's an OOOOLLLLDDD Post from November of last year. Enjoy!


Dear Jesus be a hair bow,

I am ssssooooo tired of going out and seeing these children's heads looking like Helen Keller did their heads, while your swing your 20 inch beach blond body wave. I don't understand how you can come out of your house and your baby look like she played in a sand storm and you smiling at every man you see. GIRL WHET? When people know that you have children, they don't care what you look like if your child walking around with Albert Einstein sides. Is it so hard to do hair,and put your kids on clean clothes? OH MY SWEET SUGARY BROWN don't let me get on why your baby has a snort mustache going on!!!! I just need you parents to do better. Like a whole lot better. Like a thousand times a thousand times 6 more damn thousand better. So girl in the QT line, getting ready to pay for your whatever, while your child ponytail is in the mile high club ........................................ get back in that Ford Focus, return that It's Fashion outfit, clean your babies face, brush her damn hair so that at least it's going in one direction and change her clothes! Triflin ass!

xoxoxox

Blonde aint for everybody

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