The Morning Struggle
So yeah, woke up today looking like I got hit by a truck on just one side of my head. Seriously, the left side? Beautiful volume, like I actually tried. The right side? Pancake. Totally flat, lifeless. Looked ridiculous. Coffee didn’t even touch the frustration. Needed a fix, fast.
Grabbing Stuff I Already Had
No time for fancy salon stuff. Raided my bathroom. Found:
- That cheap spray bottle with water I stole from the travel section
- The nearly-empty hairspray can that makes that sad hissing sound
- My trusty wide-tooth comb (one tooth slightly bent, but whatever)
- An old round brush I found buried under expired skincare stuff
Figured it was enough to work with. Went straight to the sink.
The Wet Down & Flip
First move? Soaked that stupid flat side down at the roots with the spray bottle. Like, really soaked it. Didn’t care if it dripped. Grabbed my trusty wide-tooth comb and, starting right at the roots on that pathetic flat side, just vigorously combed upwards and then flipped everything over to the wrong side – the volume side. Made zero sense looking at it, hanging wet over my good side. Looked like some weird, lopsided monster. But hey, process.
Blast and Hang
Cranked the blow dryer up to MAX HEAT. Held it like I was trying to shoot aliens, aiming the nozzle directly at those sopping wet roots I just combed up. Pulled that section slightly away from my head while blasting it. Kept it there until it felt hot-to-the-touch kinda dry. Then? I just… left it. Seriously. Took the dryer away but kept that whole chunk of hair flipped over the wrong way. Let it hang out and cool off like that. Made coffee round two while looking absolutely deranged.
The Flip Back & The Brush Trick
After maybe two sips of coffee, decided it was cool enough. Grabbed the old round brush. Carefully flipped the hair back over to the problem side. Now those roots felt kinda crunchy, but standing up? Interesting. Took the round brush, shoved it right underneath those lifted roots near my scalp. Rolled the brush just once, gently. Not twisting hair around it like curling, no. Just pushing up from underneath with the brush itself, holding it there firmly for maybe 5 seconds? Blasted it again with the dryer on high heat directly onto the brush area. Felt my arm getting tired. Stopped when it felt too hot. Pulled the brush out slowly.
The Glue and Test Drive
Saw… lift! Small victory dance. Immediately grabbed that sad, hissing hairspray can. Held it like six inches away from those roots – didn’t want crispy helmet head. Gave it one sharp blast right at the root section I just lifted. Quickly stuck my fingers in there and scrunched the roots slightly while the spray was still wet. Then? Did nothing. Just… let it set for a minute. Touched it. Slightly tacky, but dry. Didn’t collapse! Glanced at the clock. Late. Grabbed my bag. Rushed out.
Did It Hold?
Checked in the car rearview mirror. Both sides looked… surprisingly even? Like, passable. Not perfect salon bouncy, but definitely not the embarrassing flat tire look I started with. Got through the whole morning, even after rushing around the office a bit. Peeked in the bathroom around noon – lift was still there! The cheap spray-and-blast-up method actually freakin’ worked! Who knew? Seriously chuffed I didn’t have to walk around lopsided all day. Simple stuff can save your look sometimes. Big win.
