Pigtails
Confession: I thought my Mom was mean because she TORTURED me by combing and pulling my invariably knotted hair into pigtails every morning. Yes, it's true - I was horribly abused during my childhood :-) (I was FORCED to eat vegetables too. It's amazing I've turned out as well-adjusted as I have, really) I remember also that when I reached the age of about 10 I went through The Great Pigtail Rebellion because pigtails were for children and I wasn't a child anymore! Thus started the era of one sleek, understated ponytail, and the end of pigtails with bright ribbons in my hair. I felt liberated... :-)
Fast forward to my adult incarnation and the realization that I think there's pretty much nothing cuter than little girls with two tiny pigtails sprouting out the top of their heads. It's just so...childhood! Go figure...
ANYWAY, here's a teaser of Desi in her pigtails running around at an apple orchard. More to come...
