"I agreed that what really matters is what you like, not what you are like... Books, records, films -- these things matter. Call me shallow but it's the fuckin' truth." - High Fidelity
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We got Mally’s hair cut a few days ago, and she requested it be “really very short” so I can “put sour cream in it and it can be spiky!”. Again, the hairdresser was reluctant to give her what she asked for, and Mally was talked around to a longer (but still very cute) ‘do.
This afternoon she asked me if I could make her hair purple again, and as I was spraying it she started styling it up. I asked if she wanted help and she accepted, and together we created this.
"I’m a punk rocker, mummy!" she exclaimed with glee as she jumped around in front of the mirror.
And of course no rock chic look is complete without badly applied black and red eye shadow.. Malorie has the look down pat.