Opting for a (boring) apple over that gooey, melted cookie, sustaining happy taste buds? No, me either. I jest; I have a whole series devoted to the effect of food on your skin. But what I’ve been able to conclude from the matter is that what goes inside often shows on the outside. But what is on the inside sometimes is the contrary to what’s showing. Does it happen often? Oooh la, no. But, when it does it’s something to rave about--or, more suitably, contemplate. When I delved into No More Dirty Looks, shifting my shampoo was the first thing to go. But this didn’t mandate hitting Whole Foods and emptying the shelves; a natural shampoo was closer than it seemed. In fact, I was using it around five times (daily) to wash my hands. It was the Dr. Bronner’s Magic Soap. This liquid redefines “multi-purpose.” You think your cream blush is a two in one? Well, this bottle is a hundred in one: hand wash, sink cleaner, body wash, dish soap, laundry detergent, and others, but--in this post--shampoo.
I knew entering the threshold of sudsers free of nasties would be different than my usual standards, but not this different. I’m sure your wondering how a solution so liquidy could make it from my hand to my head, and, most likely, not all of it will. So, I'm mandated to load my hand with more soap than I would with the average shampoo. Yet, despite its seemingly boring form, this stuff suds--and I mean seriously suds. But, after washing out, the feeling is a little strange, imparting a slightly sticky, bunching, and squeaky feel and appearance. And when I part my warm waterfall, my lengths prove to be tangly, too; it’s time to whip out that Tangle Teezer. But once my hair dries, the real shocker arrives. Beginning with the cons, your hair may not smell fantastic. Okay, it will smell awful, but that’s nothing a little perfume can’t fix. If you have used this castile liquid for around four days, your scalp may be a little oily, as well. But, those Rapunzel-esque locks will have more texture, more grip, and will be voluminous, as well. And that's a price I'm willing to pay. In fact, I've actually received compliments on my hair, noting its appearance instead of only its soft, silky feel. And, if I say so myself, my hair looks fantastique, très chic and other French adjectives (to disguise the fact that I'm complimenting myself).
But it really depends on preference. Would you rather have a disgusting, oily inside and a hot looking outside? Or vice versa? My penchant desires a little bit of both, so I wash my hair with regular shampoo every third day and launder with the Dr. Bronner’s on the other days. Oh, the things we do for beauty: restraining from that doughnut and rocking an oily scalp.