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My frequent trips to hair salon was finally getting on Dieter's nerves.
One day he asked, how much your "hair-expense" per month? I was like, "not much." He continued, "how much is not much?" I gave up and told the truth. But I don't go to hair salon for nothing. If there's a party to attend, then I'd get my hair done. I loved to see it volumised, on point and stress free. But of course there were also other trips to fix my nails and wax the unwanted hairs in my body. As expected he was surprised, but he couldn't get mad at me cos I never use his money for my personal expenses. He told me that I've to be wiser on spending it. I said that I don't know how to work on my curling iron back at home. I'm no good with hair devices.

When we strolled around the mall like three months ago, I caught a catchy hot rollers. I thought well maybe why not give it a try. It wouldn't be as hard as curling iron. I said to Dieter that I'd like to buy it so I don't have to go hair salon anymore. He looked at me in the eye and said, "Do you even know how to use it?" That was mean. sigh.
I said, "hell yeah!" without any doubt. Finally I came home with it and he's the one who paid the bill :D

I curled my hair with hot rollers the next weekend. There were no parties, I just wanted to learn how to use it. On the first try, I was failed BIG time. My hair was like all over the place and messy (in a bad way). But I didn't give up so I watched how everybody's doing it on YouTube. One thing crossed my mind at that time was, "why on earth these people could do it so fucking easy?" Cos turn out, I struggled on my 2nd try. I snapped my laptop and sleep on it.

Poor hot rollers. I haven't touch it in ages and I went back to my darling hair salon.
Last weekend, my eyes caught a glimpse of the box under my table and I thought I'd try again. This time, I did it very carefully... I have 6PM party and started to curl my hair on about 1PM. LOL you might think I'm insane, but I desperately wanted to make it work. I know it's too much effort, but maybe I'll figure it out how to do it faster. On 5.30 straight I removed the rollers in my hair. Seventeen rollers! Can you imagine me run around the house with rollers on? How dramatic.

And.... voila.
I LOVED the result!
seconds after i removed the rollers


my whole look for the evening (minus the clutch)
my hair still looked good the day after! yay

me being coquettish!


That's all my quite successful experience with hot rollers. I'll later post the products I use (you only need hot rollers and hair spray, really.) and maybe step by step on how to use it on my next try.
Some of you might think that curling iron much more easier and require shorter time, but really guys. I don't know how to use it. LOL. So I'll stick to hot rollers till I can master curling iron. Until then, bye bye Roger! :)




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