Listen babes, these aren’t just straighteners — they’re a *lifestyle*. They’ve been with me through fringe eras, emotional breakdowns, and that one time I tried to recreate a JLS-era quiff on my cousin. (Sorry again, Kian x)
You know that sizzling sound? That’s not just hair — that’s *trauma leaving the body*. 💅🔥
I swear my GHDs have seen more character development than most Netflix protagonists. They’ve travelled. They’ve witnessed pre-party meltdowns. They’ve survived being dropped, borrowed, and used as an emergency iron for a hemline before a night out.
And if anyone ever suggests I “embrace my natural hair,” I will politely remind them: this *is* my natural hair — but emotionally, it’s 2009.
Daisy’s final thought: “Some people have therapy. I have ceramic plates that heat to 185°C.” 💅✨
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