homemade hairmasks aka baby sick

ok so this morning I woke up to the most beautiful sunny day! It put me in such a great mood because basically it feels like summer. Pretty weather, no worrying about coursework or uni anymore, with the best of carcrash telly on the way. What more could we want? Then I looked in the mirror..

It all began on wednesday night when I was making myself beautiful for my boyfriend who was taking me for dinner and a movie. My sister has put a stop to my constant abusing of her shiny new, verging on broken (due to overuse) GHD's and I had to revert back to ye old faithful pink brandless straighteners. After an hour no less of constant tugging and unavoidably ripping out of my lioness mane I was left with a great big stonking (tres dry) afro.. Not that i'm opposed to afro's (on beautiful men). I decided in the same mindset as Obama that it was indeed "time for a change". And as of 8pm last night a pair of gorgeous paisley limited edition precious GHDs were allllll mine! This indeed solved the problem of my unruly mane however, the issue of it being as dry as the bloody sahara was still predominant. My hair appointment is still over a week away so I decided to take things into my own hands.. literally.

So after an hour or so of trawling the wonderful thing that is the internet I was fully armed with a wide (as wide as an hour could get me) knowledge of homemade hair masks! Full of optimism, promise and hope off i trotted to Tesco to get myself an avocado. However they were out of this such exotic food.. This is where I realised it might be a little harder than I first had thought. Although low and behold (on the good advice of my boyfriend) I found a little fruit shop which sold me my avacado at the ridiculous price of 90p! Is this expensive for one item of the fruit/veg variety? In my uneducated healthy food mind it is. Anyway.. after collecting the ingredients of;

-an avocado
-2 eggs
-mayonnaise
-olive oil
-honey

I wacked it all in a blender and we were off.. I admit it looked a lot like baby sick but still optimistic I heated it slightly and along with a roll of clingfilm I ascended the stairs to the bathroom (probably best). Head over the bath I slopped it on thinking maybe texture-wise it'd be slightly thicker than conditioner.. something along the lines on a face mask? Lovely and smooth, soft soothing? WRONG.. it looked like someone had actually been sick over my head. Green, chunky, stinky everything I wished it wouldn't be and more. My sister walked in and probably thought I was recovering from a scandalous standard thursday night out.. unfortunately not. Anyways I persisted rubbing the whole bowl in and wrapped my head in clingfilm until I looked like a giant green sicky condom head. Beautiful!

So now I guess you'll be thinking after all this time and effort and research that I relaxed for 30 minutes, rinsed it out and had shiny gorgeous hair ever after. Well, not exactly.. It took me an hour and a half to get the crap out of my hair, it was so smelly and i well and truly destroyed the cardinal rule of haircare. Do not brush when wet. After all that I dried it (with much difficulty as a brush wouldnt go through it) and it is no more moisturised than it was before. What a load of rubbish! I think I shall stick with the lovely Katie who no doubt will fix my mane on friday :)