So I woke up with really really frizzy hair. Nothing new for some one who owns a hay-bale-dry crown. But since there were exactly 20 minutes left for the bus to arrive and I had to fit in all my morning rituals in that time frame, that was an emergency. And in a desperate attempt to tame my locks, I applied copious amount of coconut oil to the ‘side burns’, the wiry ones on top and the tips. It worked though. Now my hair is flatly ironed to my head, making my forehead look like a board big enough to solve differential calculus.
But that’s not even the worst part. As soon as I took my coat off in the office and let my ponytail swing free, I was hit by this sudden gust of coconut smell, the ones that effuse from Thai coconut curry.
Left with no other option, I applied thick layer Acacia Hand Cream, to diffuse the coconutty ‘aroma’. Mix that with my strawberry scented antiperspirant and you get a walking talking perfume factory. Seriously, I haven’t even eaten anything since morning but already smell like a lunch meal with dessert.
Bad hair day!! You bet!!