My name is Ameena…and I can’t stop burning my forehead with the curling iron.
Ali thinks this is hysterically funny. And I can’t blame him…I mean, what kind of idiot can’t keep a hot tool from touching her skin? If the shoe was on the other foot I’m sure that I’d be pointing fingers and laughing my a$$ off too.
What exactly is my problem? Well I have no coordination for starters. Plus I’m always in a rush when I’m battling my hair.
And in addition to being clumsy and in a rush, I’m usually testing Maya on her spelling words, telling Ali his clothes don’t match, and/or trying to read a book at the same time.
Anyway, last week after The Incident, I dusted off my Laura Mercier and cleverly covered up the damage. Except I wasn’t as deft as I thought with the concealer because a minute after I got to work someone asked me, “Did you burn yourself with a curling iron?”
So apparently I’m not just hopeless with the curling iron but with makeup too?