Faith an' Begorrah, But 'Tis Me Hair They've Super-Sized!

First of all, HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY! I hope you are all wearing green; if you aren't, consider yourself pinched.

Of course, being a frogg, it goes without saying that I am decked out in the mascot color of the Emerald Isle. (Also, in addition to being half-Egyptian, I am part Irish, so it's kind of a requirement and one with which I don't mind complying. I love green!)

Second of all, I want you all to know that I am having a bad hair day. The reason is this. A couple weeks ago, I bought shampoo and conditioner, from the product line called "Super Skinny" by Paul Mitchell, in case you ever want to avoid it, which, if you have my hair, you will.

What it's supposed to do is make your hair sleek and shiny and smooth. I thought that sounded like a good idea, because I think my hair looks great when I straighten it, but my hair stylist lectured me about overusing the flatiron and destroying my locks, the last time I got a haircut. So I thought, hey, maybe this shampoo/conditioner will help keep my wavy-wild hair under control; after all, it's expensive! So it must do what it's packaging implies, right?

Well. What it does in actual fact is make my hair pouf out to 80s diva proportions. And I don't even need any AquaNet! Lucky me.

In other words, "Super Skinny" made my hair fat.

I guess we can all learn a little lesson from my experience. Namely, to be profoundly grateful that Paul Mitchell doesn't make diet pills. Yikes.