True story.

I have curly hair. Sometimes people straighten it when they are bored and on some rare occasions, I ask people to straighten it for me. Because I have never been interested in wasting an hour straightening it (I suck at it, my arms get tired, it’s terrible for my hair, etc.) I have never purchased a straightener.

Or so I thought.

Today I was looking in this basket where I have random appliances (blow dryer, curlring irons, old chargers… random stuff) and realized that at some point, I bought one. I do not remember buying it! Nobody has ever brought one to my house nor have I ever borrowed one, so I know that it is mine, but… it’s so wierd. As little as a month ago I went to my friend Melissa’s house to have her straighten my hair, when all along I had one at home.

Good story, huh? Blows my mind.

3 thoughts on “True story.

  1. moodies says:

    remember when i straightened your hair?! with that like.. brush thing? and it BURNED me?! aye. i remember that so well because that weekend was so fun!

  2. monica says:

    Remember when we went clubbin? You looked like a HOT mexican! Yay for straight hair :)

  3. Freddy says:

    I once lost a french fri to Esther’s hair.

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