Day 9 - Never curl your hair topless

I am sure the title of this blog intrigued you slightly, yes?  I know it would have made me a little curious.  I am sure you are thinking this is some clever analogy or an interesting play on words.  Well, my friends, it is none of the above.  This is as literal as you can get.  Oh yes.  I am speaking from experience here, people.  Never, ever curl your hair whilst naked.  I learned that the hard way this weekend. 

It was Saturday night.  Mike had left earlier that day for a hockey game, so I was home alone getting ready for the night.  I turned on a kick-ass Pandora Station (couldn't tell you what it was), and started jamming.  Bad idea when you holding a burning hot stick a few centimeters from your face, or your boob.  So there I was, jamming to a great tune, and curling my first piece.  If you are not familiar with a curling wand (I wasn't initially), it is just like a curling iron, only there is no clamp to hold the hair in place.  You are to hold the end of a section of hair and wrap it around the wand, using extreme care, as it is super easy to burn yourself; so much so, they sell the wand with a glove.  You are supposed to wear the glove on the hand that is doing the wrapping so that you don't burn your fingers.  It's a great concept, except for the fact that they send a "one-size fits all" glove, and I don't have man hands.  So the fingers are all baggy, and I can't grip the hair right.  It's just a big cluster at that point, so I just go gloveless and pay extra attention (most of the time).

I haven't quite mastered the technique of the curling wand, but I have practiced a few times.  I suck at getting the back of my head, but I have found that if I section the hair off into three separate sections, lower, middle, and high, then my "completion ratio" is greater.  I miss less hair that way.  Also, I have found if you pull on the curl once it is finished it makes it look less stiff and more fun.  Alli, my sister, also has said if you point the wand down, it gives the curl a different look; more natural.  That's what I was doing on Saturday night when the "scream around the world" happened.  I had the wand pointed downwards as I was enjoying the music.  I lost concentration for brief second, and BAM!  Curling wand on upper boob.  Instantaneous pain.  A few cuss words may have been thrown out, followed immediately by a splash of water on the wound.  Ugh!  I reached for the Neosporin and applied it to the burn.  After that, I put on a towel and vowed never to curl my hair without protection ever again.  A very important lesson learned in a very awkward and uncomfortable way.  I ignored the pain and completed curling.  The finished product was worth the pain (see picture above).  Curly hair makes me feel fancy.  You're welcome for sharing this somewhat obvious life lesson at my expense and not your's.