Recently, my home state was in a COVID induced lockdown. It’s the Delta variant out there so it was serious. The lockdown started at 6 pm on a Tuesday night. By 6.12 pm I had gone online and found a recipe (if that is what you call it) for sea salt spray. I have pretty curly hair which I’ve worn straight for the longest time. Home alone and left to my own devices, I wanted to see what I looked like with my real curly hair. Boosted up with homemade sea salt spray.
My hair is thick. Exactly the kind of hair you would expect from someone born in Scotland where a good, thick head of hair can be the difference between a happy and a not so happy winter. So, it took a while to dry. A couple of hours later I decided I liked it. I’m gonna keep it.
The only drawback was that, in my haste to follow the instructions, I grabbed the only spray bottle I own and made up the sea salt spray. The recipe suggested a couple of drops of lavender oil to make it all smell nice. In they went. After my hair dried, I noticed a weird smell. Which was when I remembered that I’d last used that bottle to make a natural spray to keep caterpillars off my potted citrus trees. That recipe had included a lot of garlic. I smelt like a weird mix of lavender and garlic. But my hair looked good, so I was happy.
Why I’m writing in the past tense I don’t know. I’m still using the spray. It works and I live alone. All good. I’ve ordered a grown up and, I hope, pleasant smelling one. In the meantime, I’m happy to have invented my own special kind of cross fertilization. Hair? Fruit trees? Doesn’t matter. If you are looking for me, I’ll be out by the fruit trees chasing off the caterpillars. Styling up my hair.