Blessings in Stupid Mistakes
Today I'm blogging over at Stitches Thru Time! Here's an excerpt...
"Amber, this
is really stupid. You should have known better."
First, you have to
know something about me: I love curly hair. I mean LOVE it. I think it is
gorgeous and am known to scold people for straightening their luscious curls.
It didn't take long for me to notice the common denominator in most women I
considered beautiful...they all had curly hair. Add to that my obsession with
the Civil War era and their perfect ringlet hairstyles and you have what is
more than just a fascination with curls. That being said, it seems almost
torture to me that all of my sisters have naturally curly hair, all four of
them, but not me. How else do you spell n-o-t f-a-i-r?
I have tried almost
every method of curling my hair. Hot irons, hot rollers, wands, gels,
sprays...yet after all that work, the curls come out in a matter of minutes.
And yes, I've tried hairspray. That just makes them come out faster.
Anyway, the other
day I saw these special curlers at the store. They promised tight and bouncy
ringlets without heat or damage, so I bought them with great expectation. (Now,
some of you experienced people are stifling a laugh and probably know what is
coming next, but just humor me for a moment.)
Click over to Stitches Thru Time to read the rest!
Click over to Stitches Thru Time to read the rest!
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