The above picture would not be the first time I was to be mistaken for a boy
These three pictures were taken at 3 months, 1 year, and 3 years respectively. Unfortunately my mane is/was pin straight, lacks any volume, and my Mother thought at the time that cutting the front half of my hair into bangs was a good idea. It wasn't until I got into Junior High that I decided I no longer wanted bangs that started in the back of my head.
While it was always great getting attention from people for having such long, dark hair, I always found myself envious of the girls with locks of the curly and wavy variety. It seemed like they could do so much more with their look and they didn't even have to try to style their hair. I on the other hand had to resort to wearing headbands which only accentuated my ugly and uneven hair line. Poor 6 year old Kayla Layla had no one to set her straight. Such a shame.
One day I somehow managed to convince my mother that I needed a perm. She was a little reluctant, but I like to nag until I get my way, so she quickly caved. In my mind, I pictured my hair to have these big, loose, bouncy curls. I thought I was going to look like Julia Roberts with all that volume and shine.
I ended up looking like my worst nightmare.
The world's earliest (and worst) documented selfie
First of all, just to clarify, the white stuff on my mouth was some sort of error upon development. I took this with a disposable camera and I think that taking this picture shocked the camera's system and maybe temporarily disabled it, thus the blemish.
Secondly, can you imagine looking at this in the mirror everyday? As if it wasn't enough I was overweight, awkward, and unattractive, but to replace my one feature of beauty with this brown poodle on my head? It was a travesty.
I still don't know why the hairdresser cut so much of my hair off. In this picture it's pulled back into a pony tail, but in reality it sat at my shoulders. I was so devastated that I hid underneath my Powerpuff Girls blanket for days. My sisters all came over and looked at me and hysterically laughed. I was initially too depressed to laugh at myself, but then I quickly got over it. How could you not?
Clearly this was the worst decision I've ever made. I still blame my mom for allowing me to do it in the first place considering I was like 9 and she should have known it was going to turn out badly. But I can laugh at myself now and show the world the worst picture of all time because I think it's hysterical, and because I finally grew into my looks so it's no longer an accurate reflection of my appearance.
The moral of this story is, don't get a perm. Just don't do it. Perms are unnatural. Perms are the devil. If you get a perm, you will look like the above picture.
Remember 9 year old Kayla Layla who didn't know what a bad decision it was going to be. Learn from her mistakes.