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How I became a bearded hipster!
It has been a yawn, yawn couple of days. I have been house bound with the 8-year-old who I suspect picked up something at the world’s skankiest Doctors surgery last week (refer to previous blog post). Trapped at home and with time on my hands, I decided it was time to take care of the lady garden growing on my chin and re-open “Danielle’s house of hair removal”.