It’s
been a long time:
My
eldest daughter was a teenie of tender 14 years, my blog had 5
visitors daily (2 of them my own parents), and in a post I made fun
of a hair
straightening tool.
And
what did I find lying under the Christmas tree two weeks later ?
Exactly.
Our
GHD has been on daily duty for nearly 6 years (!) and welcomes me in
the morning with its happy bleep, when it has heated up and is ready
for use after just a few seconds.
It
is the secret to my straight AND curly hair – the girls, too, style
their locks with it.
In
those 6 years our GHD got dropped about an estimated 1 million times,
I forgot to switch it off countless times - it still works
flawlessly.
Jil
got mine when she moved out, while we acquired a brand new one for us
here:
The
latest Eclipse model works with optimal heat that goes easy on the
hair and styles to perfection.
So
here I am today with GHD-straightened hair and the most beautiful
basic of all times:
A
relaxed white shirt with sequined pockets:
The
front made of a classy silk mix, the back a comfortable viscose.
Love
love love it!
Little
tip:
I
look out for narrow vintage neckties on flea markets; I either wear
them untied as scarf/necklace, loosely tied like Noelle,
or in a bow right under the neckline. Together with my metallic
wedges this is a pretty and relaxed outfit.
Once
you owned a GHD once, you will never use another flat iron – I
already sang its praises here .
Good
news:
Villa
Smilla has a great offer for all Liebesbotschaft readers:
my
GHD-Model for
199,-€ instead of 245,-€.
Necktie:
flea market
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By
the way, I shape my curls using exactly this method,
which takes me less than 10 minutes in the morning.
For
the bun I also curl my hair (without combing my hair like in the
video) – which creates nice volume, as my hair is generally rather
fine.
Noelle
creates these
waves also with the flat iron – I think she really manages to
achieve a perfectly natural look ;).
With love,
Joanna
p.s.
unfortunately I won’t be able to show off my wedges this week-end:
after
filling
the tank of
my car with nearly 100 liters of regular gas I realized that I drive
a Diesel.
After
this I had to walk home quite a ways from the gas station – with my
shoes chafing my heel resulting in a small bloody patch.
And
THAT has to be 10 times worse that what happened to the car, right?
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