TGIF, my friend! Thank goodness we’ve reached the end of the week because last night I had yet another evening of elusive sleep, and I’m barely functional. This time the topic keeping me awake was — don’t laugh — scrunchies.
It recently occurred to me that I need to treat my mane with more TLC, so I’m going to lay off the curling iron and stick to hair accessories that are less likely to damage my strands.
During last night’s witching hour, I made a mental list of things I need to buy, including elastics made with hosiery (it’s a thing!), jaw clips and yes, scrunchies.
I want to get a few scrunchies in neutral colors — brown, tan, black, cream and taupe. If I find anything of note when I pop into Ulta and Sephora on the weekend, I’ll let you know.
Apparently since I already was up in the middle of the night, YouTube decided it would be a good time for me to fall into a 45-minute rabbit hole, LOL!
I somehow ended up on the Fitness Marshall’s channel, which eventually led me to dancing in my bathroom with the nightlight on at three in the morning.
I CANNOT BE THE ONLY PERSON WHO HAS DONE THIS. THERE HAS TO BE OTHERS.
Anyway, strangely enough, I kinda felt like I was at a club, except it wasn’t crowded, or dirty, or filled with dudes trying to touch my butt, and I was in my pajamas.
Be warned: Watching these clips may inspire you to put on a mesh shirt and enthusiastically shake your @ss.
LOL! Happy, happy Friday to you!
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,