The chief enemy of creativity... is "good" sense. ~Pablo Picasso

Bobby pins, the multi-tool

I wouldn't say I'm an anxious person per say... but there are a few things that make me a little nervous. 
Getting my hair done for an event at a salon... may be #1 on my list. 

I love people playing with my hair. It might be the most calming and therapeutic act you can do for me - given I don't plan on actually keeping my hair that way. 

I've seen so many girls arrive at Prom with an "updo" that is plastered to their heads and wanted to cry for them. Unfortunately I have also been on the receiving end of that hairdo. I paid the woman for her time and promptly ran home, washed it out and started over. 
And so for the rest of my life, I have insisted on doing my own hair. Yes, this has resulted in screaming matches with my loving mother who tries to step in and "help". I've also spent entire evenings upset with myself and my not so skilled attempts at hairstyling but... I never wasted money on it, and there was only one person to blame. But I have gotten better... not great, but better. 

Well, every once in a while I think it's important to give various things a second chance. Tomatoes on sandwiches for example... skinny jeans... and sometimes they work out, and sometimes they don't....

Well this weekend I was in a wedding. Against my usual rumblings, I agreed to let someone do my hair. It's best to keep brides happy... so I went along with the program. 

A few days before the big day I was reminded of my "hair appointment". The wave of dread came crashing over me and I immediately tried to subtly find a way out. My attempts were futile and the "appointment" was written in ink. 

I met the young lady and laid it all out...pre-empting the questions I was sure would surface...
 - I didn't find myself at salons very often, 
- I had no interest in switching my part to the other direction (why do they always ask you that??) 
- I apologized that I often wielded the scissors myself - (therefore the busted looking "bangs" were no longer the elephant in the room )
- yes, I "brighten" my naturally dishwater blonde hair with the... God Forbidden "Sun In" 
-and no matter how many times I've been told that it leaves a residue on your hair... Pantene was my go to. (until this year of course... in which case any shampoo droplet I can find will do) 

Thankfully, she was very kind, and helpful... she actually trimmed up those "bangs" I cut out of annoyance one day and managed to do my hair in a fashion that did not require shellacking it to my head.

I'm the farthest to the left. 

My faith has now been semi-restored... but the even better revelation was when I started taking them out before I went to bed that night. Although under my breath there may have been some rumblings as the removal seemed never ending - there was a silver lining...
A nice little bonus to a cute 'do... 36 bobby pins to add to my dwindling stock!

I admit, I google/wikipedia just about everything. Did you know

Recently, due to their (Bobby pins) cheapness, strength and durability, hair grips have been applied for a variety of different uses. In Africa, Bobby pins are systematically used to repair inoperative sandals.[citation needed] The tactic, simple yet refined into an elegant trade, has been incorporated by both nationals and expatriates living alongside each other throughout all regions of the continent.[citation needed]

And that's not all! More websites have informed me they can be used as:
-book marks
-lock picks
-screw drivers
-a painting tool for your fingernails (if you like polka dots)
the list goes on and on...

It seems I've been gifted with more than just a sweet hair do, some free bobby pins, and now... even more ideas for how to use these clever little things! ha Who woulda thunk it :)

ever wondered why they call them bobby pins...? Me too.

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