When my trusty curling barrel became hair spray encrusted, sluggish to heat, then finally refused to light up on Tuesday, I knew it was time. As I stood in Target's beautyland, surveying the ample options of heated tools, I felt mighty gutsy given my latest accomplishments:
- I've maintained a wildly healthy eating plan for the past fourteen days, breaking it only to eat two Valentine's cookies and eight conversation hearts.
- Life has been soda-free for over 48 hours, and I have met my water quota every day this week.
- I've hired a personal trainer, and am already feeling the benefits.
So, gutsy I went, as I stretched tall to pluck the Revlon 3-Barrel Jumbo Waver from its high perch, and pushed away all fears that I'd end up like an electrocuted poodle. For years I've longed for waves, but with my hair's curly, frizzy and course nature I'd never been successful. I had a good feeling about this, though. On my way past the cosmetics, I snatched a tube of bright red lipstick. Confidence in a tube. Just what a girl needs.