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Vertiginoso said…
WOow "Bella with a B as Backalicious" (AND whose jet black braid sounds like a "Girlyliciousesque finery à part entière") !!!!

à Bientôt, Antoine
9:34 AM
ediot said…
sUch sweet photos. i love braids. just wish i had the creativity to make more than one kind of braid..
hope you're having a wonderful week
xx
9:48 AM
Anonymous said…
Gorgeous Bella! I love your creativity and beauty!
10:00 AM
YLM-SPAIN said…
So cute...
Lovely pictures
10:08 AM
K A T H L E E N said…
pretty! i love braids
10:23 AM
Unknown said…
Ah the only thing that makes me miss having long hair is the lack of braiding in my life these days. Love the Gossip Girl style bow. X

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11:04 AM
FASHION SNAG said…
Love your braid and the photos!


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11:07 AM
Olive Cooper said…
i adore these shots you. so beautiful and artist. the red ribbon is perfect.

peace x
11:14 AM
Natalie Suarez said…
super pretty! i really love the braid! :)

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12:42 PM
NATIE said…
oh!! beautiful photos
kisses

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12:58 PM
TRIGG said…
BEAUTY!
6:34 PM
jeanine romo said…
Gorgeous! love the ribbon.
11:12 PM
Ilka von Torok said…
nice hair!:)
4:54 AM
Café Bouclé said…
Lovely red ribbons! :)
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6:22 AM
Runnmomma said…
Great picture! I miss having long hair.

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7:34 PM
Alex said…
Thanks for the pictures, baby! I love you and your hair!
3:36 PM
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