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Miss MyMy goes to Cuba.

Before I do anything else I have to tell you something that happened to me a few weeks ago ...I thought it was funny but you can tell me.

While on my way out of a store I heard a male voice calling to me...he was asking "are you Fijian"? For a split second I thought ...ya right...very funny...you know I'm wearing Fijian hair...then I thought ...how could he know, then I heard him call again. I stopped and looked at him ...by this point he had caught up to me and he asked again "are you Fijian"?

He told me that he was from Fiji and I looked just like a Fijian. At this point I said "no" but you can imagine a huge scream was welling up inside me. What a coincidence...I am very satisfied to know that this hair from Fiji looked so completely natural that a Fijian man...who probably knows nothing about hair thought I was from Fiji.

We have been receiving many inquiries about Fijian hair so we thought it would be great to show you a few days in the life of the hair...you judge for yourself what you think of the quality.

For all those who don't know... I'm Maya...I usually wear 26 inchs of Malaysian straight hair...but I just might go curly for the summer. Fijian hair ranges from a very tight curl to a loose curl. I am wearing the tightest curl.

This is my new hair just before leaving for Cuba on March 30 2008-04-21 We all know that with some other types of hair we may leave looking one way and return with it looking completely different...usually for the worst.

Arrival in Cuba @ 9:00pm...I hate late flights.

Day 1: Off to the beach.

Showered and ready for dinner later that night...by the way..the food really sucks in Cuba...but the people are so freindly.

Day 2: No lack of sun and salt water here.

Lets try some chlorine...this is my friend Justin.

Drying out poolside, I did not wash out the chlorine or salt from my hair...very bad you really should rinse your hair after swimming even if it is growing from your head but I wanted to make a point.

Later after showering ready for dinner and drinks.

Day 3: Off on a Safari or should I say dust fest!!!! This dust is a killer...I might as well throw a bucket of it into my hair.

A little boat ride on a beautiful river.

Later that night after washing out the dust and god knows what Flavio to my right, Cinnamon twist to my left and Latin flavour behind...WOW need I say more.

Day 4: Back to the beach for one last bit of sun I am tired and my phone or blackberry won't work here so to all my gorgeous divas...you know I would have returned your emails and phone calls if I could.

1st week back...no tangles in site.