I knew it would happen. After 220 days, I’m officially out of conditioner (actually, I ran out of shampoo too, but I have a previously rejected half bottle bottle still under the sink).
I’m able to avoid the dreaded bin because the bottle is #1 plastic (curbside recyclable), but I’m going to try to last the rest of the project without buying more conditioner based on the fact that I’m not convinced that hair products are actually essential hygiene.
It’s the same reason that I’m not buying mascara or eyeliner. They look good, but I can still function and maintain basic levels of “clean” just fine without them (ie. I don’t smell).
I use a minuscule amount of conditioner anyway. It is a leave-in variety, so it means I don’t waste water in the shower past the shampoo stage and just put in a quarter-sized amount once I’m dried off. A bottle lasts me over a year easy. Grant isn’t a conditioner kind of guy either, so I don’t have to share my precious supplies.
Usually I have two hairstyles: straightened or ponytail. But last night, the very same night I ran out of conditioner, I was feeling a bit lazy. Not only did I not condition, I did not straighten, or brush, or do anything actually except sleep on my wet hair, get up, and come into the office.
Needless to say, there was much discussion about my hair at work this morning. Most of the banter centered around a comment about Barbarella which, after looking up what the heck that was (yes, I am not up to date on my 1968 pop culture as I hadn’t been born yet), I decided to take as a compliment. Despite Jane Fonda’s obviously non-office-appropriate Barbarella attire, I think her hair looks pretty darn good. And I can assure you that she did not, as I did, achieve that volume naturally.
So, day one of no conditioner has been a-ok. I’m thinking I can last the next 5 months, but I’ll let you know how it goes.