God I love crimped hair, Im not gonna lie. Or apologise. I blame my formative years taking place in the v early 90s. And that I've probably was scarred for life by my Mum never letting me get a crimper. In hindsight, she probably saved my hair from being even more fried than it got over the course of my life.
Something about it just works though - not as icy as poker straight hair, not as girly as curls, not as aloof as an updo.
Vogue Paris September 2009
Julia Stegner by Maciek Kobielski
Source: Ru Glamour
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