Rapunzel has inspired me to have those long, flowing tresses since
childhood. The fascination, sadly, came true only in my early twenties. Thanks
to my darling mother, I've always had to flaunt the Lady Diana haircut which
clashed horribly with my features.
The texture of my hair is wavy, which made me do crazy experiments
to reach out to the other two extremes - curly and straight. It was fun to put
down the toothbrushes of the entire family on the dressing table and curl my
locks one at a time.
However, more than curls, I longed for straight hair. Enrolling
for a permanent straightening session was out of question! My friends told me
to slip those bunches into notebooks before sleeping, but that was too
uncomfortable. Moreover, the notebook was somewhere else in the morning. Then
something struck me. My straightener was in my own house - the pressing iron!
That has been my craziest, whackiest and wildest idea so far,
apart from the application of eggs and coconut milk. One has to try it under
supervision, though; else you might just burn yourself! Take a thin towel and
place a bunch of hair under it. Take a light weight pressing iron and run it
over the bunch. Spruce up with a dollop of glimmer shine gloss or a serum. Make
sure you don’t try this too often :)
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