THE STORY OF GOOD HEALTHY HAIR
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there lived a fair maven…yes, MAVEN! (Hey, who’s telling the story…) named, Uhh, Happy. Happy had a twin sister, Mope.
Even though the girls were identical twins no one believed them. Not even their Mother!
Mope had lifeless frizzy dry hair, split ends with a colour that was so indistinct that it could not be found on any colourists sample charts in the America’s, Europe or any location north or south of the equator. Poor Mopes’ hair did not shine and would not take a definite shape when styled. The ends looked like frayed twine and her scalp was oilier than the Alaskan Pipeline. Sometimes people mistook her for Christopher Walken, with eyebrows. Mope spent her days scrubbing her hair with this shampoo and conditioning with the ”LATEST GREATEST” she found on the Internet. Mope went jumping from stylist to stylist, each with their own theory on what chemicles would make her hair better. It was a vicous circle and Mope was franatic about trying to DO SOMETHING TO FIX her hair. Okay..you get the picture. Think Christopher Walken, with eyebrows in a dress. Oh, and his hair’s a little past his shoulders and the colour looks a bit green on the ends and Tabby cat orange at the scalp.
Now Happy, was plain old happy. And I can save typing about what Happy looked like. Just think all things good, shiney and healthy. Bounce and body could have been her middle name.
Happy had 20 kids, so funds were tight and Happy’s free time was well….let’s just say, the last time Happy had free time the talk about town was that, ”some guy with three ships was sailing towards the coast.” Things like, HOT WATER, DAILY SHAMPOOING which goes hand in hand with STYLING WITH CONSTANT HEAT, OVER LAPPING PERM AND HIGH LIFT HIGHLIGHT COMBO…well Happy just plain ‘ole didn’t have the time or the doe, ray, me.
One day Mope, against her better judgement, but at the request of Happy came for a 6-8 month visit. Child number 8, ran to answer the knock at the door. Upon opening the door (listen for the creaking sound), he screamed and shouted, “MA, Christer Walken is here to see you!”
For 6-8 months Mope …
DID NOT WASH HER HAIR DAILY, DID NOT PUT CONSTANT HEAT AGAINST HER HAIR, DID NOT USE ANY CHEMICLE SERVICE…she basically just had time for the ends to be trimed a half and inch a month.
Mope walked around with her oily hair. Except that once in a while she did shower and in between used good old Johnson’s Baby Powder (Happy had it on hand in a 55 gallon drum) TO ABSORB THE OIL then BRUSH THE POWDER OUT.
Mope did decide one day to GO FOR IT and got a shorter, sexy & sassy A-Line bob, a little like Catherine Zetta Jones from the movie Chicago. it was a total transformation of hair, mind and body.
Mope was no dope and in 6-8 months had kicked her addition to hair like a rope. Well that’s the end of my soap…Oh, I mean constant shampoo, heat and chemicle addicton tale.
And Mope changed her name to Mimi.
The HEALTHY Ends!