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Rooster Bangs: How A Failed Hairstyle Taught Me Confidence

“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” -Eleanor Roosevelt When I was thirteen, I had rooster bangs. You know, the kind that stuck straight up. I was trying to fit in, despite the fact I didnt shave my legs and had a funny accent. I was new in town. New to the States. I was born in Italy and grew up in southern Spain. My familys move from trendy Marbella, Spain, to a small rural town in southern California was a shock, to say the least.