I got my hair pressed couple times. In fact I still have my ironing comb. I remember getting burned all the time and not from the actual comb touching my scalp but from the heat being emitted from the comb. They sell electric ones to it. It looks exactly the same except you plug it in. Never bought one though.
how does this pic tie into your life? were you the girl, the mother/hairdresser, the onlooker?