My hairdryer died yesterday. It had been announcing its departure for some time now, but I kept on thinking he would make it because he always bounced back. Yesterday, he didn’t. I was left with wet hair on a very cold winter morning and as I was late, as usual, I couldn’t just run to the store and get a new one. So what to do? Wear a hat!
I like hats, they’re trendy, cute and can make an entire outfit standout. On some people they look just awesome, it’s like they were born to wear them. On me? Not so much, or at least I don’t think so, not winter hats anyway. But it was a must yesterday. My head was so cold as I walked out of my building I got brain freeze and there wasn’t any ice cream involve, I swear.
Today, I wised up. I got a new hairdryer last night and now have a very warm head on my shoulders. I think the hat can go back to the box and stay in today, while I go out to deal with the cold. The old hairdryer? Gone, the poor guy. We had a short, but intense relationship this past year and a half. He will be remembered dearly. The new guy, on the other hand, rocks!
P.S. Any resemblance to men related events is mere coincidence, I swear.