"Butane? What's wrong with butane?" I asked.
"Propane is better," he said.
Then I had a flash-back from Jr. High.
"Hey, I used to have a butane curling iron!" I said, feeling pretty proud of myself.
"A butane curling iron."
Hello...is this thing on?
Then he unleashed with the questions.
"What in the world would you need a butane curling iron for?"
"Well, when your bangs are high maintenance and they're going flat, you can re-curl them wherever you are...no plug needed."
He couldn't believe it.
Any gal who has ever had bangs knows that it takes the patience of Job to grow them out. It's annoying, and they go through so many bad phases.
Once I said good bye to them, I never looked back. They've been gone since 1995. So long bangs. May you rest in peace.
Just yesterday my 7 year old daughter asked me if I thought she should have some bangs.
"Are you kidding me? Not unless you want to be a slave to the curling iron" I told her. "They will control your life, kid."
She just looked at me weird and walked off.
She'll never know the dedication it takes to have good bangs....until she's old enough to take care of them herself.