Just three girls, sitting on various sofas and love seats and the kind of tiny leather chairs that toddlers sit in when they have some big business to attend to, staring at a gleaming pair of Fiskars scissors crouching on the center coffee table on an old Anthropologie catalogue, passing around a soup bowl full of lemoncello until they are ready to braid up and whimper through the cutting of the plait.
Pixie cuts were made for late night trouble making.
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