Second day at the lake and my tresses are messy! Love kicking back and running the bristles across my scalp and through my long golden locks. Messy braiding and French braiding with hair twisting and pulling. Listening to tunes with bugs in the background but you can still hear the snarls and knots breaking as the brush rakes through them. I’m alone for a moment perfect time for a soothing cigarette before company returns.