Wednesday, December 9, 2015

hot metal tools

Went for a trim. You know, for the hair on my head.  Take off an inch. Keep the same style, or not, I don't really care and I leave that to the professionals.

She came at me with a hot metal tool. I cringed. "Ceramic," she sternly informed me. She disapproved of my hair: parted in the middle, curving in on one side and fluffing out on the other. So she straightened it, pulled it, burned it, flattened it, cut it. Voila.

It did look good. Sleek, sharp, blunt, straight, chic. It won't ever look like that again, unfortunately, as I'm more of a wash & done kind of person. It did look good. 

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