Hair Products Be Damned!

Most people that know me probably think I don't spend much time on my hair. It's curly. It's brown. It doesn't have much style other than curly. It usually just kinda hangs there. And how do I achieve this attention-grabbing 'do? You wouldn't believe it, but I actually use all of these products each time after I wash my hair:

  • *New! Biolage something or another leave-in deal. Spritz on, pick through.
  • Dove curl cream.
  • *New! Matrix liquid gel for curls
  • Biosilk
  • Frizz Ease Dream Curls

And sometimes, one or more of the above can be substituted with:

  • Frizz Ease gel
  • Biolage Cream Wax
  • Frizz Ease Curl Perfector

I spend a lot of money on hair products and for what? For this mop? Sometimes I think about what life would be like after some kind of nuclear disaster or something where this cush little life I live was totally morphed into a Little House on the Prairie type of existence. I go through the thoughts about how there'd be no oil (cutting grass with a scythe! walking everywhere! no refrigeration! no ice! etc) and inevitably, I think about how I'd better shave my head because without my horde of hair products, I'd have dreads. Or a good 70's style fro.

Comments

Life said…
most people that know you think you don't do much to your hair? HA. you have more styling products than a beauty salon. i think your lovely ringlets defy the laws of nature with their beauty and sheen. and i think you would look great with a fro.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
JackIrons009 said…
Dreadies!!! Screw all that product. Put some maple syrup in your hair, smoke some meth and start twisting.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
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