There is some sort of magic in the late night and early morning hours that turns stupid ideas into brilliant ones. I don’t mean my own ideas, though I’m sure the same could be said for those. I mean infomercials.
I don’t straighten my hair, or buff my car a lot, or bedazzle things. Yet at some magical hour my mind becomes foggy or perhaps very very clear, and suddenly I see the brilliance of these ideas.
It’s past midnight and suddenly the “InStyler” is the most brilliant hair straightener/volumizer/curler that has ever existed. Though I don’t do any of those things with my hair, I feel compelled -I must own it. It’s like a fever. It will make everything in my life easier. It will solve all my problems. It is that brilliant.
Lucky for me it’s late and I’m going to sleep and in the morning this will seem like nothing more than a silly dream, and I will once again live in a sane world where Sham Wow and the Bump It seem funny, and a lot less brilliant. Or maybe not… The ‘midnight’ me is still caught int he magic and can’t quite give into the logical ‘morning’ me and still holds on to the belief that this is the best things I have EVER seen. It’s clearly time for bed.)