I remember the first time….I saw a blow dryer. Had you going with that title, eh?
Growing up, a hair dryer was something that came in a pink, always pink, round zippered hat box shaped container. It had a plastic bonnet and a clear hose attaching it to the case. When it heated up it stunk like melting plastic.
Just after high school in New York, best friend Rosie and I hit the nearby Max Hair Studio for our first shag cuts, the stylists brandishing the newfangled blow dryers. So excited were we to be free of bonnets and juice cans as rollers, and unable to buy such an exciting tool without professional hair stylist status, we were determined to improvise. Out came the Electrolux vacuum, set on reverse, with a piece of panty hose rubber banded to the end to act as a filter, lest the previous night's sucked up spiders splatter our locks, and – voila (!) our own homemade blow dryer.
As long as we're talking about youthful heads, I can relate this to knitting. Surprised? Here are some eggplant and strawberry hats for a baby shower stash for daughters' friends:
Life's a Stitch 
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