I straightened my hair a few days ago. I do this a couple of times a year, and it always seems like a fine idea – until a few hours later. Then I end up with hair that’s neither curly nor straight, and I feel like an impostor wearing a costume.
I’m not a straight-haired girl. Someday I will realize this.
“How’d you get your hair to do that, anyway?” Tyler scowled.
“I used a flat iron. It’s like a curling iron, except instead of making my hair curlier, it makes it straight and flat.”
“Oh! Mommy! I saw something on TV you need! It straightens your hair in less than twenty seconds. And it’s two easy payments of $14.99, and if you call now you can double your order for no additional cost.”
Ah, yes. Thank you, Cartoon Network informercials. He is also onto CustomInk t-shirts (“Mommy! Free shipping!”) and Shimmer Body Art (“It’s hypo allergenic and lasts for up to seven days, Mommy!”)
I wonder how I might know if the TV has been on a lot lately.