I like to cut hair, my own or other's. Luckily I have a very generous family of which I cut 50%. This Ylva who grew tired of her dreads.
Above our kitchen table. Jars and boxes with tea and coffee. The big one with a handle is for crisp bread, just similar to the one my grandparents had in their kitchen (supposed to hang on a wall but we'll never come around to that).
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He, he, he... min sambo gillar att klippa hår. Sitt eget rakar han av var tredje dag så jag kan inte hämnas på honom när han klipper av min lugg. Att han brukar klippa av luggen på mig beror på att jag vid ett svagt tillfälle lovade honom det. Dumma mig.
Kram
Anna
You cut hair too?! Ylva is so so beautiful!
Ah...yes, crisp bread. They sold that at Ikea too, hehehe.
Anna, you are multi-talented! You sew and knit and cut hair, too. Your daughter looks great - she's a beauty!
Ylva looks lovely, you give a good haircut Anna! And your collection of tins is so very colorful, I wouldn't expect anything else from you.
wow! looks so cute! how much fun!
Oh I really do love that haircut - just enough wispy bits for femininity!
And the tins ? I want them all..
I love another glimpse of your house - what a great collection of tins; colours and shapes. Eclectic = you.
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