Take a sheet of paper and list 1,000 things somebody might put in your hair. Start with a first choice like herbal shampoo, and work down to the last choice, which may be a bag of ticks and roaches or something like that.
I’m betting that bull semen would be pretty far down on the list, and yet, an upmarket London hair salon offers exactly that, and you get to pay a lot for it, too.
Now, that by itself is gross enough, but it gets worse. A hair stylist tells how the treatment was developed, and casually mentions, ”we secretly tried it on clients.”
Excuse me? Is this a hair salon, or some kind of Transylvanian laboratory the villagers end up torching? If you like making small talk with your hairdresser, I suggest you start with, “What are you putting in my hair today, and did any of it come from a stud farm?” Mike Davidson reports:
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I prefer hairspray myself. O.o
- Posted by Lady Weasel