In my family, the bobby pin is a multi-purpose tool. In addition to such innocent uses as holding back hair, clipping mail to the mailbox and making the house messy, we are known to use them for such nefarious purposes as cleaning out earwax and popping blackheads. So when I was at my sister's house this weekend and I found one laying on the table, you would think that rather than getting excited and secretly stealing it and then immediately pulling a few bangs out of my face and pinning them back that I would have paused, inspected and approved the thing before I stuck it in my hair. Nope.
It wasn't until I got home, took it out, laid it on the back of my toilet, slept through the night and then got up the next morning that I saw this:
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