Yes this happened. I dressed a pillow in a silk blouse and I wouldn’t say it was my proudest moment. The fact that I am 6 months away from turning 30 and I still can’t do my own hair is alarming. This means I have to get a blowout at The Dry Bar whenever I have a meeting to go to (side note…If you have not been there yet you must put it on your list of things to do. They really know how to give a good blow dry!) The girl who did my hair went above and beyond this time by putting pretty waves in it. I was in love with it but it created a bit of a hair monster in me. I became obsessed with not ruining it. When Brian got home from work I wouldn’t let him hug me in fear that he would crush my curls. I barely moved all evening.
The big question was…how was I going to sleep that night without hurting them? My first idea was to sleep standing up. My second idea was to sleep in the living room leaning against the couch. My last and most logical plan involved the silk shirt. I remembered hearing that one should have a silk pillowcase to maintain great hair. The logic is simple, your hair slips off the silk and never gets crushed. Simple enough right? But, where oh where would I get a silk pillowcase at 11pm? My closet! I knew exactly the shirt to get- this silly expensive grey silk blouse I bought 4 years ago to meet my then boyfriend’s mother for the first time. I thought it would be the perfect shirt to impress but it did just the opposite. Little did I know how nervous I was going to be and when I get nervous I get a bit overheated. Not to mention there was no breeze in the stuffy New York restaurant. Nervous + overheated + grey + silk leads to very large sweat stains. I was mortified and I have never dared wear the shirt again. Truthfully, I don’t even know why I still have it. But now it has a use!
I’ll admit Brian was a tad thrown when he came into the room for bed and saw me dressing the pillow. He said “Really, Kate it’s come to this?”
{by the way it worked! I woke up with beautiful hair}
Hilarious Kate!