This past weekend, I started getting some things together for my trip. I laughed to myself when I started packing my hair accessories, recalling the last two times I flew somewhere.
One time, when going through security, the guy looking at the contents of my bag did a double-take. The last time, the operator stared for a while before he called another guy over, pointed at the x-ray and said something they both found humorous.
I wear my hair completely braided, though I have bangs. Thick and coarse, my hair behaves under very high heat.
I knew what they were thinking. I wanted to say, "Yes, it's a big-a** one, but dude, it's a curling iron!"
1 comment:
Good story.
If you want, give details about where/when your reading is. I'll post it and tell a couple people I know in the bay area.
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