The countdown to Fro-ition.

Over The Hair-izon.

Greetings Floggers,

We've been busy of late, making sure that the lead up to D.Day is as smooth and silky as Repunzel's long and luscious hairs. 

We are now accomplished and qualified to perform the art of CPR (if any Jamaican Princes are willing to fake their deaths, we will be more than happy to remove their shirts and then provide mouth to mouth), we thought it would be a good idea to get refreshed on all things first aid, incase we get tangled in any hairy situations.

Like many before us, we want to make a good impression on the world stage. In order to get the hair-spect we deserve, we want to represent to our full  fro-tential. 

Totti is adamant about "getting my hairs done. Just cut and colour! Trying to grow said hairs so they are long and luscious and admired by many boys on my travels!! Lol."

Between now and D.Day I am sure there will be many more visits to the Hair Dresser - all inclusive of massage chair, head massage and complimentary chocolate consumption. A small sacrafice in order to achieve that Pantine hair.

We also need to get our Bleck on: A solid spray tan never hurt anyone. We will ensure to request a nice golden caramel hue, as opposed to the artificial orange option.

So in the hope that all things tweezed, trimmed, waxed, straitened/teasead, coloured and blowdried all happen according to plan, we take on the world with our GHD in one hand and a cocktail in the other.

So if curls get the girls, and Fro's get the ho's, then our Hairs will get the stares.

Say hi to your dad for us,
Kate & Ela xo