Blow Out

After a couple weeks of feeling very rough around the edges, I took myself in for a hair appointment yesterday morning and wish I’d done it earlier.   My favorite indulgence is reading, but a professional blow out ranks right up there. 

I never used to get professional blow outs.  I only started a couple years back when I was doing a photo shoot for a magazine and I was short on time so I had my hair done professionally.  I loved it.  Forty-five minutes and forty bucks and I looked like a million dollars. 

The fact is, I can make my hair look okay, but I can never make it look as smooth and straight and glossy as a salon.  My hair is now, naturally curly.  It wasn’t always curly.  Fertility treatments with son number 2 put waves all over, and spiral curls at the very back.  Every now and then I play up the curls with a big fat barrel curling iron but I’m secretly convinced I look thinner and more sophisticated with straight hair, so straight it is for book events, or whenever I need a shot of confidence.  I don’t know why smooth gleaming hair makes me feel more confident, but it does.  It’s probably a control thing, and God knows, I have a control thing.

Do you have a secret indulgence, or a favorite pick-me-up?  Tell me yours in the comment section below and you’ll be entered in my weekend contest.  The prize is delicious See’s candy, a $15 Starbucks gift card and a $15 Barnes & Noble gift card–a perfect way to treat yourself as we approach the holidays.  I will pick a winner midnight Sunday night PST and post the name Monday morning. 

Now I’m off to my son’s soccer game.  In the rain. 

(Please don’t tell anyone I’m already worrying more about protecting my hair than the outcome of my son’s game….)

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