I wasn’t blessed in the hair department. It’s thick, dry, frizzy and if I let it airdry, it resembles your average Samoan NFL player’s mane. I’ve known this all my life and so, one of my prized possessions, the one I would run into a burning house to retrieve, has been my flat iron. The other day, my son destroyed my workhorse of a hair straightener, a True Ceramic Pro and so, my husband gifted me with a new Chi Turbo Digital Flat Iron.

While I had done extensive searching on the internet, reading blogs and reviews, he based his decision on a conversation with the salesgirl and a security guard at Target, both agreed that this was the one to buy.

finding chi

I’m so thankful he listened.

all digital and stuff

One of the great features is the digital thermostat. It’s just like how my oven works! Something I’m used to! It was incredibly simple to set the temperature I wanted and it only took a few moments before it was set. With other flat irons, I’ve had to dial up the setting, and wait. I would dab the metal plate with my finger to check if it’s hot enough. I don’t have to live this way.

my hair before. behold.

This is my hair in the morning. Washed, dry, but unmade. My face? Large, pregnant and also unmade.

sleek and straight

Ten minutes of sectioning my hair and taking the hot iron to those sections and this is what turned out. The temperature reset in seconds so I didn’t have to burn my tips on the hot ceramic plates. And the result: GLORIOUS NON-NFL PLAYER HAIR. At least with my new fancy Chi, I won’t be fumbling with my hair. FUMBLING! Get it?! Okay I’m done.