I have a (rather mortifying) confession to make. After I posted about the no-poo movement (2 years almost to the day of no shampoo, as I realized later!), I mentioned the post to my male compatriot. Specifically, how it would be interesting to see how no-poo would work as my hair got longer.
Cue guilty look and hesitant, “Well…”
Uh oh. Turns out my hair has been getting a little gross of late. “Not quite as touchable,” was how he so delicately put it, “kind of sticky, almost, you know?”
Well speak up next time! I’m not so dedicated to my no-poo lifestyle that I’m willing to have unpleasant hair.
Then my friend sent me some pictures she took of me and my parrot. I mean cat.