Made this card specifically for my 33 yo daughter. When she was fifteen, she got a round hair brush wrapped around her bangs. I'll never forget it. I cannot. I scrapbooked about it! It was a Friday. The last day of spring break. She'd been home all week with a cold. She was so excited to go out and hang with some of her friends. She calls me in tears at the office about mid-morning. She tells me that the mom of one of her friends was a hair stylist and she'd agreed to fix her hair. So I thought the catastrophe had been taken care of and went back to work. I get home at five and what do I encounter? My daughter sitting in her bedroom with the hair brush still wrapped around her bangs. Or her bangs wrapped around the brush. However you'd like to picture that! The friend's mother meant when she got home after six or seven. However late her last appointment ran. I called our hairdress and explained what had happened. She told me she was booked solid but to bring her in and she'd work her between appointments. My answer to the whole thing was to cut off the hair and style the remaining hair around the bald spot. Yes, I am an evil mother. My daughter reminds me everytime we are shopping and I hand her a round brush and ask if she'd like me to buy it for her. Long story short... it took the hair dresser till eight that evening to work the brush out of daughter's hair. Hairdresser would have huge chunks of hair come off in her hand and she'd tuck them into her pocket so daughter wouldn't see the hair and lose it. I. Took. Pictures... of the WHOLE thing. It's why it is scrapbooked! When I saw this image, I knew exactly what it called for!
This is a digital stamp and I've colored the image with Copic markers. BTW, this is the SEVENTH image I colored of this digital stamp. I had the hardest time with the curls in the back of the head! The paper pad is Salon from Echo Park. I inked all the papers with Tim Holtz distress ink in Black Soot. I am sure when my daugher receives this, I will once again, be the world's most evil mother. It is a cross I have to bear. Thanks for looking!