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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
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
Anonymous said…
Gorgeous Bella! I love your creativity and beauty!
YLM-SPAIN said…
So cute...
Lovely pictures
pretty! i love braids
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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FASHION SNAG said…
Love your braid and the photos!


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

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

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NATIE said…
oh!! beautiful photos
kisses

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TRIGG said…
BEAUTY!
jeanine romo said…
Gorgeous! love the ribbon.
Ilka von Torok said…
nice hair!:)
Café Bouclé said…
Lovely red ribbons! :)
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Runnmomma said…
Great picture! I miss having long hair.

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Alex said…
Thanks for the pictures, baby! I love you and your hair!

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