I Has Straight Hair?
March 1st, 2010
The other day I finally discovered a secret that I wish I would have known a long time ago. Simply blow drying my hair causes it to fall in an impossibly straight waterfall of copper shiny-ness. And then if I smooth a touch of this weird gooey hair product crap through it, it traps all the static fly-aways in place so I don’t look like I just licked a charged battery.
Where has this secret been my whole life? I’ve watched the salon lady do it each time I go for my annual hair cut; I just never connected it. While I certainly appreciate not being bald, hair has never been a fixation for me.
However, before we all get too excited about the possibility of me losing my ragamuffin look, I should state that my dexterity with said hair dryer is…lacking. As in, non-existent. I caught my hair in it – twice – when I was blowing it dry a few days ago. *sniff, sniff* What’s that smoky smell? Oh don’t worry, it’s just my hair on FIRE. No big deal. It’s not like it is close to something kind of important like my brain. And the rest of me.
The first time I got it caught in the motor, I thought Well, Erica. That was sure dumb of you. It’s a hair dryer; get it figured out.
The second time it got caught, I gave myself the angry eyes in the mirror and shouted, “Frickin pay attention!!”
Reason #823 why it’s a requirement for me to live alone.
Entry Filed under: comedy, grown-up-edness, mistakes
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