If you care to know my favorite scents, and I know you do, they are as follows: Obsession for men, sugar cookies in the oven, waffle cones, horse sweat, drug store aftershave, lavender, fried chicken, and Biolage shampoo.
How many times have you devoted yourself to a certain shampoo that smelled oh so good and suddenly they changed it? It's horrible, isn't it? I used to love Pantene back in high school, but when they changed the scent I gave it up in protest. Luckily, Biolage has hung in there all these years with the same great smell.
I hate how expensive Biolage is, but occasionally I splurge. I started running out of my supply last week. I kept the bottle upside down in hopes of making it last longer. At some point it was inundated with water and my last shampoo was severely diluted. It still lathered up, so I wasn't worried about it. My hair ended up looking horrible for church that morning and I think that must be why.
Today was hair washing day again. I wish I were one of those blessed people who only has to wash their hair twice a week. There's no telling how many years of my life I have wasted with a hair dryer to my head. Anyway, right before I stepped into the shower, I remembered my diluted shampoo. I could either run upstairs and grab the Suave out of the guest shower (sorry, guests) or I could try to get one more wash out of my Biolage. I opted for the latter.
Sixty seconds later I realized my terrible mistake. There was only enough left to get the front of my head. The Suave was well past being an option and I was stranded without Curtis at home to help me. Then I saw the Johnson and Johnson baby hair and body wash sitting on the ledge of the tub. Are you kidding me? Baby shampoo for my horse's mane? But what else could I do?
I soaped up my head and hoped it would bring me better results than I'd had with my diluted Biolage. The shame of sharing my infant daughter's shampoo wrapped around me like a bath sheet. Don't ask me why, but I had visions of Monica Geller after her jellyfish encounter at the beach. Oh the shame.
An hour later my hair was dried with a round brush and straightened with my Chi, as always. It looked about as good as third day hair. Thankfully, it is now raining and no one is expected to have good hair in this kind of weather. I must add that my baby bangs are now in the sticking straight up from my part phase. I've got it goin' on like never before, y'all!
Tonight Curtis and I get to go on a date. We're seeing The Blind Side. I can't wait! Hopefully my man will be blind to the tragic state of my locks.
PS - The movie was great. We loved it!