Katie's decided to contribute to this post as well so to avoid confusion, her words are shown in orange - I (Jono) have added a few comments, hair and there :)
OK, here's a mosaic of Katie's hair at various points in her life
Believe it or not, before I met Jono I wasn't always as styley as I am now. (but there's still oh so much to work on!!) I've had some pretty bad haircuts and styles in my day (and some weird colours but I couldn't find the photos of the time I had green hair or the play I was in where I had grey hair (don't worry, you're not too far away) and I couldn't seem to wash out the crap that they put in it so had to go to school like that!).
I was even put in the boys line of my class photo in 3rd form (hmmm thats a bit of a worry). To this day I'm not sure why since I was clearly a girl (*phew*) (I was wearing a different uniform for goodness sake!). But after that, although I dallied with short hair, I hated it but was too lazy to tie my hair back (one of our school's stupid rules) so I stuck with short until letting loose at uni.
Once at uni I became very unfamiliar with a bottle of shampoo or the hairdresser (who's that?) and could go several years without a visit (glad I didn't know you back then). Of course, they would lament at the state of my hair when I was finally dragged off to one and have to cut big chunks off just to put a brush through it!
But in order to attract the lofty heights of boys like Jono (too right!! this post can stay) I had to start looking at least vaguely presentable…and clearly it worked! But he demanded better than just presentable (sexy, sexy, sexy please!!) and marched me off to his personal hair stylist to be "Anna"gised!!







