When I was a kid, I thought this was the ultimate in luxury. Nothing to do all day but sit around drying your hair.
This ad takes it to a whole new level. Designer clothing, lounge furniture and a phone. I guess they couldn’t put a martini there because blue-hairs were buying dryers too.
Imagine the room that took up in your house! My mom had one that sat on the counter and folded up when you weren’t using it. It wasn’t relaxing though, because she’d always come and poke my head and say “okay, you’re done.” People with fine hair have no luxury dryer time. Too long under and we look like poodles (not saying poodles aren’t nice…).
This one has “zephyr-like air” that is so soft, you don’t have to cover your ears or neck from burning air or wear a hair net. Well, thank God for that, cuz that just ruins the moment, now doesn’t it?
AND it doesn’t “change the color of bleached or tinted hair”. I didn’t even know hair dryers had that power! It also has wheels and “fits into any decor” (that’s kinda questionable, isn’t it? I mean, would it fit at Hef’s house? I think not.)…Sally here has it in her yard!
Ah, the luxury items of the mid-century, when women had time to primp and polish. Well, maybe they didn’t, but let me have my fantasy.
I’m off to a three-day weekend of hanging twinkly lights, planting, cleaning, running a thousand errands and all the things single girls have to do, including running the mother around.
You all can pitch in and send that dryer to arrive on Tuesday, okay? I’ll need it by then.
Happy weekend everyone!
Oh, I almost forgot!! Cindy Lou’s Muse (ain’t she adorable?) gave me an award! She said my blog was the coolest place to see! I’m so happy she likes it!! She gave me this: