I have a bone to pick.
I’ve always liked the idea of dry shampoo. It sounds like a brilliant first-world invention. It’s somewhere on the scale of helpful-but-not-totally-necessary items (yes, that scale totally exists) above those contraptions that measure how much spaghetti you’ll need depending on how many people you have to feed (weighing your pasta is probably simpler, but what a great conversation piece) but below a knife magnet (knife blocks are functional and widely used, but they take up too much counter space).
Anyway, dry shampoo. I got a sample bottle of it at my last half-marathon and was excited to use it after lunchtime spin classes, since I don’t have time to wash my hair before I have to get back to work. I’m not sure what exactly I was expecting (perhaps I would never have to actually wash my hair again?) but I feel like the results were somewhat less than spectacular. In fact, though my hair didn’t appear greasy, it did appear… grey.
Apparently all I’ve done is exchanged unhygienic for ageing prematurely.
The moral of this story is if anyone knows of a better quick fix for post-workout hair, please let me know. The other moral of this story is that I will keep going to spin at lunch anyway, so I can eat more of these chocolate pistachio sables.
Chocolate Pistachio Sables
Recipe from Bon Appetit