Ok, get to Atlanta, the hair I had in was not the look I was going for a-tall! So after RoxC scooped me from the aypoht (thats Atlanta for airport), we trudged through the city looking for the right weave. After like 5 hair stops, a drop in on my fave agile fat bol, and dinner with two Morehouse brothers, I FOUND THE RIGHT HAIR.
Mad dash to take the other weave out (saved it to use later in the summer)and put the new installation in. My country cousin Leslie was meeting RoxC and I to go out for the night. Luckily I finished it just as she arrived. I wore it just puffy last night, but it is in bantu knots right now for graduation.
This is the absolutely NOT face! Wrong weave + Laguardia spiral.
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