She Didn’t Cut Her Hair For 25 Years, But Wait Till You See Her Now..See more below..👇👇

Wait Until You See Her Now—She Went 25 Years Without Cutting Her Hair.

Everybody has occasionally the want to change up one or more aspects of their appearance.

Whether it’s the uninteresting hairstyle we’ve had for years or the clothes we became tired of, a small change is always refreshing.

American Rosa Ramirez thought it was finally time for a haircut after going 25 years without one.She got so long in her hair that she occasionally walked on it.

Over the years, her husband had tried to convince her to change her hairstyle, but she had always been quite proud of her 1.5 meter long hair.

After twenty-five years of hard work, she eventually had enough and, with a few of her friends, went to the hairdresser to get her hair cut shoulder-length.

Owner of the hair salon Eda Motchka said of Ramirez, “We love to see different things done on customers—different styles— and we meet very often and I always see her the same way.”

However, she was doing that for a purpose. Four feet of Rosa’s hair were donated to Locks of Love, a foundation that makes wigs for children whose hair has been lost due to cancer.

“I believe it could brighten the day of someone who is afflicted with a serious illness,” Ramirez remarked.

Seeing Rosa’s development is quite intriguing. Check out the video below to see it in action.

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