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Curling iron

The first time I had my hair curled was in December 1981. Bored during the Christmas holidays, I went to get a haircut in the style of Farrah Fawcett Majors in Charlie's Angels.

"Would it stay?" I asked the hairdresser pointing to my newly curled bangs.

"Yes, but you would have to get a curling iron to make it stay," she replied casually.

As soon as I walked out the door into the rain, the new bangs flopped.

I got home in a state.

"Mom," I cried. "Help! What am I going to do about these bangs?"

Mom was sympathetic. She was used to styling her own hair. So she suggested that she permed my bangs to make them curl more easily.

Having always had straight hair, I knew nothing of the physics of styling hair. But I trusted my very capable mother.

She mixed together the chemical solution and applied them to the tiny thin rollers around which she had wrapped my bangs.

"How long should we wait?"

"Don't worry, I'll take them out when they are ready."

So I waited while she busied herself in the kitchen.

After what seemed like ages, I called for her.

"Mom, mom! Isn't it about time?"

Suddenly she rushed out of the kitchen into the living room where I was sitting. As hard as she tried to look professional, I detected a sense of anxiety.

She quickly unrolled the pins and pushed my head forcefully forward to soak my bangs in water. She washed and dried them out.

By then I was feeling somewhat uneasy, probably from the speed at which she undid my hair. As she combed and blow dried my bangs, I reached for the mirror.

What a shock it was to see a bird's nest in front of my forehead!

Needless to say, the next few days were spent trying to undo the curls. We bought a curling iron to uncurl and not to curl the overly curled bangs.

When school resumed in early January, I walked boldly to class to face my boyfriend.

"What happened to your hair?"

He promptly broke up with me and asked someone else to go to the senior prom. His parting advice was --- never do anything to your hair unless you consult your boyfriend first.

I never got my hair permed or curled after that.

18 July 2004 Sunday

Related links:
Haircuts and the past
Arvon Foundation - writing courses
Our teacher asked us to select something from the pre-Doomsday manor house in Totleigh Barton where had the one week course "Writing from Life."
I selected an apple. The lady next to me selected her curling iron, probably one of the most important things in her life.
Next, our teacher asked us to pass our object to the next person.
That's how I ended up with the curling iron.
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Anne Ku at Ilp in May 2001
Anne Ku

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