The reason I chose an iron over a wand is simply because I'm familiar with it. My mom had a curling iron that she got in the 70's and used it for decades. Her hair was the complete opposite of mine: pin-straight and ready to be styled. I, on the other hand, wake up looking somewhere between Doc Brown and mid-80's Cher. Needless to say, my crazy mane was a little out of her depths. Figuring it out has been an adventure on its own, especially since style and fashion have never really been my top priority.
This morning I decided to start with a clean slate so I straightened my hair. I used a straightening iron even though I think most people use a blowdryer (which I don't own, and definitely don't know how to use with success- trials have turned out bad...BAD bad). Then, a couple of hours later, I got to business.
The result? A flop! I guess that the morning's heatwave prevented my hair from holding a curl at all (#irony). I will try tomorrow morning, maybe it will be in a better mood. Here are some pictures of the attempt none the less! Maybe I will give you some updates on trial two... or three... if there is ever success.
Much love, and happy Saturday!
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