SPOOLIES

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Lin won our contest and named the pink do-dads.  Congratulations Lin!
There back - the good old days are back!  You can now buy spoolies again.  Interested? Go to 

www.spoolies.com




The good old days can be relived with spoolies.
On a serious note, I understand that some of the proceeds from the "new" spoolies go to a mission project that helps girls go to school.  For that reason, I changed this blog (I don't get anything out of this).

Comments

  1. Liz KayApril 4, 2011 at 3:08 PM

    LOL! I never used spoolies -- I wonder if they were more comfortable to sleep in than the pink sponge rollers I used? :-\

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  2. Joyce LighariApril 4, 2011 at 3:17 PM

    No they weren't they were rather hard.

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  3. AnonymousJune 27, 2011 at 9:56 PM

    I slept in them every night when I was a kid. Loved the ringlets! I hear the new Spoolies hair curlers are super soft, so I signed up to place my order as soon as they are available. My daughter will love them!

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  4. AnonymousOctober 5, 2013 at 3:09 PM

    I could see these in my mind's eye. An older teenaged next door neighbor used them. I didn't know what they were called. Thank you. An age-old mystery solved ; )

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