I have frizzy hair. Incredibly frizzy hair. Think Roseanna Roseanna Danna and you wouldn't be far off.
For many, many years, I kept my hair very short, in order to avoid the beauty of the above. About 4 years ago, I decided to grow my hair out. I really do love long hair on myself.
I had conveniently forgotten the propensity of my hair to frizz up and out. In fact, I thought to myself today - I don't think that my hair is going to get any longer. It's just going to get more full and fluffy. As the weather heats up, it just gets more and more ridiculous. In August, I'm almost all clipped up because I just can't take it any more.
About two years ago, my hair stylist turned me on to the wonder that is Moroccan Hair Oil. It is truly beautiful stuff. A pump or two in your hair and the frizzies are gone - you are just left with smooth, gorgeous hair. I try, very hard, to never be out of it. I save my pennies, use my Amazon certificates and basically just do what I need to keep it on hand.
But about a week ago I ran out, and I was unable to replace it.
It won't be any different. I told myself. It's probably not the hair oil that's making your hair look so smooth - that's probably just voodoo science. You'll be fine without it.
And, at one of the funerals last week, an older woman who is known for her straight up talk stopped me in the hall. She ran her hand over the side of my hair - You are a mess. Did you mean for it to look this way?
So, clearly, I need the dumb stuff. Lucky for me, a gift certificate appeared in my inbox, and I ordered some. It's much cheaper to buy it on amazon, and because I had a gift certificate, it was even cheaper to me.
It should be here Wednesday. Which doesn't help right now.
So, this morning, when I was getting ready for church, I glanced through the enormous selection of hair and body products that line my bathroom, wondering if I had something there that could tame the frizz.
I saw some Mononi Miracle Oil that I'd been sent by a client, and grabbed it. On the bottle it says, Fabulous in hair. So, I poured a little into my hand and rubbed it in. It smelled great, my hair styled nicely, and I was off to church. Congratulating myself on my ingenuity and brilliance at solving the frizzy hair crisis.
Which, by the end of Mass, had evolved into the GREASY HAIR CRISIS. Because, apparently, this is
CONDITIONING OIL. WHICH MEANS PUT SOME ON AND WASH IT OUT. NOT LEAVE IT IN YOUR HAIR ALL DAY, YOU IDIOT.
Yeah. I'm sporting a "Special" kind of hair style right about now.
Tell me you've done something similar. Please.