Monday, May 19, 2008

Cornstarch

As I am sitting in training at CareerBuilder I am regreting hitting the snooze button 3.5 times and not washing my hair this morning. As many people know, I am 'that guy' that washes my hair everysingleday. I say 'I need to, my hair is greasy", but was corrected by Miss Amanda Ross that says, "Don't you mean oily?".

What else would I do being struck by complete boredom? Google hair powder. After realizing that I didn't want to spend forty monies on bumble&bumble hair powder I found a blog about using cornstarch. Here's the deal, I was born and raised and proud to be from the South, but I've never used cornstarch in my life. So maybe I could be called a Modern Southernist?

(Modern Southernist: I will expound on what I feel is a Modern Sourthernist since I just created that term just a secound ago. I really feel like I need to dedicate a blog (my life!) to this term in which I am now claiming.)

But back to Cornstarch vs. Bumble&Bumble...

Tonight, when I get home from work/Octane/picking sister bear up at the airport, I am going to walk into the Edgewood Kroger (of course after I redo make up and wear my trendiest outfit) to walk down the flour/sugar aisle (I think it will be down that aisle?) to buy my first bag of cornstarch for less than two dollars. At this time, I will fictionally be saving twothirtyeight dollars since I am not buying Bumle&Bumble.

Here's to Cornstarch and contributing to water conservation.

huzzah!

2 comments:

Shaunna Faye said...

Girl, I'm all about saving the monies, but I'm not convinced that corn starch is going to save your oily head. Sounds too good to be true. I'll be waiting for an update though because I actually have spent my hard earned dollars on the B&B stuff and will gladly downgrade if it works.

brookie said...

yesh.... you have to get changed to go into the edgewood kroger. always some hotties be shoppin in there.

when I was a teenager, and living through the grossest oily-head phase, mostly because I was really into grunge and wearing flannel in 100 degree weather, my mom suggested I spray a little hairspray lightly in my roots and then lightly dust my fingers with baby powder and comb through. It worked, but it made me smell like a baby.