Sunday, August 31, 2008
Jennie Garth made me do it.
I am an insomniac. When there is nothing saved on the DVR and it is 3:30 a.m. I am faced with few options. After a traumatic hair disaster last October (recent beauty school grad who I have since dubbed "beauty school dropout" gave me lovely green hair with grey highlights and then couldn't fix it so she then proceed to chop much of it randomly off. For $80. Then she asked me to refer my friends to her. This rant is the only referral she is getting.) I was boo hooing to myself in the middle of the night when Jennie Garth popped on the TV raving about the new hair products she was using. I was hooked. I was vulnerable. I bought my first ever thing from an infomercial and I haven't regretted a penny spent. Mind you, I am addicted to bleach, sunshine and my flat iron. Add in my long, thick, frizzy/ curly hair and only miracle products can even come close to taming this lion's mane. Trust me, I have tried every thing. Every single thing. Nothing has even come close. With what I do to my hair it is a miracle that I am not bald. I have Jennie Garth to thank for that. You can find it here. If you hate your hair and your hair hates you, it can broker a peace agreement between both injured parties.