I could have sworn I’ve told this story here before, but here goes. Much better told in person though. A few years ago I was at a co-workers for a 4th of July BBQ. At the time my hair was just getting long for the first time in a while but it had no layers, so it was VERY thick. I usually always wore it up for that reason, but I felt festive that day and had it down. Well I was talking to a group of people and my one friend was very drunk and kept almost backing into the tiki torch lamp thing. So, getting frustrated I switched spots with him. Well, convo continues and out of now where everyone is screaming and smacking me in the head. I’m like WTF??? I guess the wind blew my hair into the tiki torch and it ignited. So everyone is trying to put it out, as I hear one drunk person scream “pour this on it”. Thankfully someone stopped them, lol. So they got it out and I ran to the bathroom to see the damage. After getting the charred bits out, it only burned about 6 or so inches of my top layer, so thank god for thick hair. I wet my hair, threw it up in a pony tail, walked outside, grabbed a beer and continued my convo. Everyone was freakin amazed at how calm I was. I mean nothing could be done. Meanwhile Chris had NO idea what was going on. He was involved in a convo with some chick (I harassed him about it for another year, lol) and someone was like “wow I can’t believe your girl is so calm” and he was like ???? then he found out.
So I went to my hair guy a few days later and he cut some layers into my hair and it actually looked better than ever and is still my style today.
BroadwayBoobs: I'll give all of you who weren't there a hint of who took the pictures ...it rhymes with shameless
SOMMS: I knew it was Tink!
