Saturday, June 11, 2011
Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen.
I'm already pretty vain about my hair, but I really amped it up to a ridiculous level. When I brushed my teeth I would toss my hair back & forth in front of the mirror, toothpaste & water flying all akimbo as I admired the way our naked bathroom bulb picked up the highlights. If someone addressed me, I insisted on positioning myself so I had to manipulate my hair before I answered: tuck a strand behind an ear, "Yes I'm ready for the cheque."; create a fistful of ponytail before letting it all fall perfectly into place, "I would love spaghetti for supper!"; flip my head up dramatically like Rita Hayworth in Gilda, "I agree. This season of Justified is award worthy!"
After we ran out of our life-altering bottle of shampoo we did that thing where you go totally cheapskate & instead of treating ourselves to the 10 dollar bottle of shampoo, we spent 7 dollars on a bottle of Bert's Bees. Sure we saved 3 dollars, but it was the worst economical decision we ever made! What is wrong with us? Why don't we love ourselves? For some reason, we suffered through weeks of a return to dull, lackluster locks. I pulled out the dreaded ponytail holders, we gave up entirely on applying product to help plump my waves or sleek SB's straight strands. Life was but a shadow of what it once was. The sun stopped shining. Dark circles formed under our eyes. We nearly took to the bottle & perished with dry ends & oily roots. It was the worst three weeks of my life!
Deciding that, to borrow a phrase from L'Oreal, we're worth it, we finally bought another bottle of Rainforest shampoo. This time we tried Rainforest Shine, which is equally as life-altering as Rainforest Radiance. I swear now I will never go back. This shampoo is a part of my life now, and if you haven't found the perfect shampoo to accompany your own head of hair, it should be a part of yours as well.
cross-posted to That Obscure Object