I've been blonde all me life. Never had fancy colours apart from that one time I had a fuchsia dip dye. I was the coolest girl in school.
And I went down nostalgia lane looking at these pictures. Idk who thought it was a good idea for me to have "LET ME SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER" haircut, but oh god. Horrible.
Oldest one I could find. 8 years old in this picture. Loving those hairclips. As you can see, I have pretty fine hair. O well.
10 years old and an attempt at bangs I suppose.
11 I think? All the kool kids had that hair thing. You could get those done at your local fair by some lovely African ladies. I remember when I had black and white done one year and the boy I had a crush on asked me if I was a Juventus Turin fan. Boys will always be the same. I love them.
11, shortly before my mother forcibly cut my hair off. And I loved having long hair. Shortish hair for the next few years, yay.
I don't know what's going on here but I certainly don't like it. 12 years old, and the year I started looking ugly in photos, thus the censoring.
LET ME SEE YOUR MANAGER! Also the year depression hit me pretty hard, I just felt so uncomfortable in my skin. Having a haircut I really didn't like, glasses, and braces probably didn't help my self esteem either.
Ergo no more pictures of me the next two years. Depression sucks, yo. Anyway, I'm 15 in this picture, my hair has grown out, I got contact lenses, my teeth started looking okay... Was so much happier. Also probably the last time my hair was as full, because the same year I started my period, and now six years later I've lost quite a bit of hair. I wish my damp hair still looked like this lol. Instead I look like Gollum. Such is life if you have low ferritin. Fuck periods!
16 here, I wonder if my hair will ever look this nice again. It was never thick to begin with, but compared to now it looks like Rapunzel's hair to me. Ughhhhh.
17, you can see my fading fuchsia dip dye. Also the year I noticed that my hair was starting to get thinner. My hair would fall out and regrow much finer. You can kinda see it.
18, probably my longest hair. Loved it. I chopped quite a bit off the next year because it was really starting to thin out. Shoulder length, yo.
And that's it. I have been unhappy with my hair for almost 4 years now, therefore I haven't been taking many pictures of it. Also not a selfie person.
In conclusion: I do fuckall with my hair. Either it's open and looking semi-shit, or I've got it up in a ponytail. That's as fancy as it gets because you really can't do much with little and fine hair, unless you want to damage it. So now I'm working on getting my ferritin up again. I hope my hair goes back to what it was like before I was losing so much blood 10-12 times a year.