My housemate Elisha sent this to me a while ago, so I could read about why he’s gone “no poo” - ie: shampoo free. It sounds really sensible, though I’m not sure I’ll be able to work myself up to it - to be very frank, I adore shampoo. I used to try different kinds so I could give my sister detailed breakdowns about the benefits/downsides of each brand (nice scent, clean feeling, soft or squeaky hair - you get the picture). Baking soda and cider - it’s a little bit.. spartan, isn’t it?
Maybe there’ll come a day when we’ll both sit in our old people porch chairs, me bald as my hair’s all shriveled up and fallen out, and I’ll look at Elisha’s healthy head of hair, and say, “What kept your hair on?”
And he can say:
“Hours of ridicule, and a little inconvenience.”