People of the Beautiful Hair

I’m obsessed with my hair. Not because it’s so beautiful or anything. I’m just constantly worried that it looks like crap. If I happen to be having a good hair day, I just can’t stop touching it. It’s over the top. If you have thick, curly hair you know how important it is to hydrate, hydrate, hydrate. Wouldn’t it be cool if there was like a tube that you could like hook up to your scalp. And then, and then like your hair would go *schloop* and suck up all the good hydrating stuff…yeah…that would be cool. If there were such a product, I would hook it up to a jar of Ojon Restorative Hair Treatment.

I’ll be honest, I didn’t discover this on my own. My mother is addicted to QVC. To the point where the little QVC logo was burned into her tv screen. There was a point where I  would come home to a package almost every day. My favorite was coming home (whilst 8 months pregnant mind you) to a cooler size box of meat. Just a bunch of meat. Anyway, one day Ojon arrived and my hair has never been the same since. It’s a little pricey. It’s $55.00 for the jar, however it will last for a year. The story is that it’s harvested by the Miskito Indians of Central America from the Ojon tree. Theoretically, this is good for the Tawira people and will help to preserve rainforests and some of their way of life. Do I believe this, eh I don’t know. Is it a bad thing? I’m conflicted. You decide for yourself.