Scary, spooky title – most deserving of the season. It could have easily been “I don’t wanta be a Fanta girl!”…equally frightening!!!!!
reversecommuter loves the quick investment of $50 for a blowout for an instant pick me up. So imagine the squeal of happiness when a new blowout bar opened out in the ‘burbs, complete with an iPad menu of styles to select from.
The first clue to run should have been when I was told that curls would be my choice, yet still I went forward with faith….
The beauty of a blowout is that a professionally trained hairdresser pampers you and you float out in a hazy happy tressed out trance. The ideal outcome should NOT be hearing a high pitched Fantana Fanta Girl theme song all the while desperately searching for a spot to rinse & repeat to ditch the do!
Lesson learnt, no more horrific hair affairs – reversecommuter is once again pledging allegiance to her stylist.
reversecommuter 
I am loving your ‘smile’ in the last photo…I learned not to stray from my stylist as well! 🙂
ah yes, my poker face once again showing off….
hair affair = bad hair day
Thanks for the advice, although I’ve yet to find a salon that can give me even a hint of a wave in my stick-straight hair. 🙂
Me too (with stick straight hair) but they sprayed a gallon of goop in and the Fanta Girl springy curls stayed in for about 2 hours and then I had oily hair – and naturally I was out for the evening. UGH!
Oh, poor you!! 😦
Love that you feel the pain 🙂
next time in SNORONTO – u better visit ……..:) ya hear ? xxx 🙂 🙂 🙂
i miss Boston with all my heart xo
and thanks for the sweet comment –
i can’t find your email – so ……….
ONE MORE TIME FOR FUN 🙂 LOL
alllovecat@yahoo.ca
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