A disaster has happened! I should have brought two, but I didn’t and now, I have none!!!!!
If you must know my hair straighterners have died today. Now for you to fully understand, you have to talk to my friend Maire. She will know EXACTLY how I feel, in fact, I think she’ll be surprised I didn’t take a back up. I always had two at home, I just didn’t think anything would happen to this new pair. I have to tell you a little story so you know exactly how important they are. OK, so it would be the summer of 2004 and I experienced my first GHD moment in Derbyshire staying with about 60 children. Maire and I took the Year 6 children to PGL for a long weekend and I was sharing a cabin with her and watching her straighten her hair, looking beautiful as always. She asked if I wanted a try. She didn’t know my hair; I thought to myself, she doesn’t know the agony I have had to endure over the years. This is surely just another pair of straighteners. I took them in my hand not being convinced, and in the next few moments, my life, and hair, changed forever. I looked sleek, I looked beautiful, and finally I was a woman! No word of a lie. I would never have to put up with a mop of curly hair again. I was saved!
|Me with a headache|
I know it sounds a bit drastic, but knowing that I had washed my hair for this night as there was a party, I was desperately disappointed. I had to put my hair in a ponytail again and by now I had a headache. I tried to get rid of it but I couldn’t and so after a bit of food and watching the award ceremony of the competition I went off to sleep it off.
|The Pilot without a headache|