Hot Rollers- A Whole New World

The three of you are so lucky to be women of the hair-tool age. There are a plethora (there’s my word again) of tools and hair products available for you to style your hair: Dry it, straighten it, curl it (curling iron or hot rollers); color it, highlight it, de-frizz it; hydrate it, remove oils, and repair your split ends. Whew! So many decisions to make regarding your hair. I’m glad Dad is retired so I don’t have to plan my meals when it is time to replenish my care-care cabinet.

Once Grandma stopped giving me Toni Home Permanents, I became the commander of my hair care. For me, that meant hair curlers, and until I got married, I went to bed most nights wearing those nasty, uncomfortable rollers in my hair.

On the nights I washed my hair, I would sleep with my wet hair wrapped around a full head of metal curlers with little brushes inside to maintain their shape. Some were held in place with bobby pins, while later versions were soft, pink spongy curlers with a built-in clip that I could snap into place. Before climbing into bed, I would encase my curlers with a net so they would stay in place while I slept. It was quite the glamorous look as you can imagine.

In between washings, I would slather my hair with something called “Dippity-Do,” which claimed to have a “special bodifier to add thickness to your hair.” Impressive, right? As we learned on TV, “nothing holds like Dippity-Do.” You just don’t understand what you missed by never having experienced this wonder product for women.

When I was in college, I discovered a different trick to my evening ritual which made sleeping a bit more comfortable. I would bend over at the waist and brush my hair into a smooth ponytail on the top of my head, sort of in the style of Pebbles Flintstone. Using this method, I could section my hair into a half dozen parts and then add the curlers. That way, most of my head was curler free and I usually had a much better night sleep.

Some girls, who had unusually curly hair (that would be Casey), would often roll their hair around a single orange juice concentrate can. The result would be a smooth, sleek look.

Allegedly, “electric curlers” were invented sometime during the late sixties, but they did not become my best friend for ten more years. I was accustomed to the routine and I probably didn’t want to spend the money.

Once Dad was part of my life, I think he believed they were a necessity rather than a luxury. I realized they were worth the occasional burned scalp or small bald spots caused when they got tangled and I had to yank them out of my head to remove them. Thank goodness for whoever was behind the invention of my Clairol “Kindness 20” hot rollers. They changed my life!

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