Before I get into my hair (because I know you all got here because you love knowing the current state of my hair) let's figure out the WINNA of the Bad Car Contest.
Can I (get a wha-wha) just say that it was close?? Like so close it came down to ONE VOTE. It's like American Idol but as far as I can tell none of us has any singing talents. Wait---so it's basically EXACTLY like American Idol. My bad.
But I'm not a complete cold blooded bitch. Because I got to thinking that I don't like anything uneven, so I was going to do a prize for the top two winners anyways. Here are the winnas---
1. Extremo the Clown (yay AMANDA!!) -6
2. Mystery Machine (yay JAMIE!!) -5
SO- I will send my lovely and awesome winners their email stating that I think they rock and I'm sure they'll print that off to keep forever.
But let's talk about my hair, ok? Every once in awhile I get crazy and do impulsive things because I'm impatient and a toddler at heart. This weekend I bought (gasp) a flat iron. And part of me felt like such an asshole purchasing this along with a Band of Horses cd, a pair of underwear and some nail polish. I basically felt like the cashier looked at me as if I was having some kind of mid life crisis, and maybe I am, but I don't care. Underwear, nail polish and music make me happy and the flat iron was an impulse buy because I didn't feel like I had bought enough. Which is hilarious when I literally wrote about shopping addiction. You'll notice the self-rehab is working wonders.
Anyways. So I used it. And I'm undecided. What do you think:
So I don't know. It was a lot faster to do my hair in the morning since I was able to go straight from bed head to this. Versus my usual get up, get hair soaking wet since it's unmanageable, blow dry for 45 minutes because it's so thick, put my curl spray in so I don't go frizz ball and hope to god it looks decent in 10 minutes. But my hair is UNRULY and you'll notice that by 2 pm (a mere 5 hours after doing my hair stick straight) it was all trying to curl in whatever direction it felt like. Whore. So should I stay or should I go??
AND- the moment I have waited ALL SUMMER for. The most awesome ghetto mobile in a six block radius of my house: