In case you’re wondering what all the hubbub is about, this is the moosh on a normal day, without a hot iron:
This is only the second time I’ve ever attempted to straighten her hair. I say attempted because between the humidity and her sweaty nature, it lasted about as long as it takes to sneeze.
The best part? When I finally straightened the very top layer of her hair (her bangs) she doubled over in fits of laughter. At first I thought it was because she realized she looked so different.
Then I realized it was because her hair was tickling her nose and cheeks, something that has NEVER happened to her. Her hair has never fallen in her face, it only launches off the top of her head when it’s unkempt.