Nothing too serious, but I came close to disaster once. I was using a new T3 for the first time, back before I knew how hot that sucker could get, and while curling a chunk of hair on the back of my head, I got distracted by my phone…
I got sucked down a Facebook black hole and must have zoned out. Then I smelled something burning…
Crap! Oh, no! Thankfully, my hair was still intact, but the texture definitely felt fried and rough. On my next salon visit, my friend Alis immediately chopped off that chunk because it was basically about to shatter anyway.
How about you? Have you ever burned your hair with a curling iron or other heat-styling tool?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
P.S. Rise and shine, morning glory!!! We made it! I hope you have a terrific caturday and a wonderful weekend. 🙂 Right now I’m in full-on Connor Claire b-day prep mode because the party starts at noon.
Tabs is responsible for the entertainment, of course, and setting up the photo booth… And he’s also the official party mixologist. Between now and noon, I need to finish the birthday lasagna (the sauce is ready, but I still need to actually make the lasagna, which I’ll start soon), have El Hub pick up some balloons from Party City, do an easy salad and some garlic bread, and my parents are bringing over lumpia and pancit, a Filipino noodle dish with long noodles that symbolize long life, which is why we always have it at birthdays.
My main concern now is that Tabs shows up to work on time, because, as you know, he can be a diva.