I’m such a Dirty Girl…..are you?!

A side braid: The perfect dirty hair holder-over.

A side braid: The perfect dirty hair holder-over.

I cannot count how many times over the years, I’ve read and heard: “Don’t wash your hair every day.”  I tried it countless times, but always ended up frustrated because my hair would look oily and like I hadn’t washed it – and not in the good “I just had a wild romp right before I arrived here” way.  I’m talking the troll under the bridge way.  It wasn’t until recently, when I decided to give it one last go, that I figured out how AMAZING this trick is for your hair – and your time frame when it comes to getting ready!  Since I’ve stopped washing my hair, I’ve gotten more complements on it than ever before (and that’s a lot, because I’ve always gotten complements on my hair – Hey, I got “Best Hair” in High School, so I’m not even being conceited – It’s been documented, duh!)

Blame it on the laid back California style hair that’s popular here in L.A., but I decided to give the whole theory one last try.  After experimenting a little, it turned out I’d been going about the dirty deed all wrong.  All it takes it one day of serious prep and you’re good to go for 4, 5, or even 6 days!  After over a month of taking about 6 days between washes, my hair is healthier, shiner, and growing thicker and quicker than ever before.  Here are a few of my tricks for getting the most mileage out of your days between washes – followed by how I style my hair on my wash day (hint:  this is the MOST important step)!

  • Pamper your hair one day a week – On my wash day, I start with a hair masque of coconut oil for 30 minutes before I shower.
  • Scrub smart – On the day I shampoo, I  wash with a clarifying, build-up removing shampoo, and a moisturizing conditioner that I leave on for 5 minutes before rinsing.
  • Put a lid on it – I’ve discovered shower caps are incredibly useful when it comes to maintaining your unwashed hair, while still washing your body every day.  They’re inexpensive and an absolute must.
  • Powder room – I’ve tried so many dry shampoos that I could probably treat myself to a complete spa day with the amount of money I’ve spent.  When all is said and done, the cheapest option I tried worked the best: BABY POWDER.  I use this one (It doesn’t smell like typical baby powder).  (Oh, and another bonus, the scent of lavender has been shown to be the biggest turn on for men…the scent of pumpkin pie spice is also at the top…I know….go figure….but men tell me all the time how good my hair smells, so the theory tests true.) I usually have to start sprinkling it on my roots around the 3rd day.
  • Get Creative – As the days go on, it will benefit you (if your hair is long) to know a few cute tricks to hide the fact that your hair is unwashed.  This is adorable.  And the sock bun is vital in the last day or so before washing!

To maximize the days you go between washes, blowing out and styling your hair is something you simply must do.  To make it more fun, you can always visit a dry bar (there are TONS opening up) and drink some champagne while you’re being pampered and blown out to look like a supermodel. It usually runs you around $35, and as a friend told me when I balked – it’s about as much as you’d spend going out for drinks with a girlfriend – so take happy hour to the dry bar instead!

I style my hair at home by first blowing it out, and then curling it with a 1/2 inch curling iron.  I find that it works better than a big barrel curling iron, because as they days go on, the curls get looser and more beachy, while still giving my hair body.  I tie my hair back when I go to sleep, and every morning do a bit of maintenence (i.e. baby powder, restyling my front peices, etc.).  My steps won’t work as perfectly for you, but I’m hoping they’ll serve as a guide to finding your best groove for being DIRTY!



(image via ACupofJoe)


The Beauty of Road Trippin.’


The Golden Gate Bridge from a distance…so beautiful!

Do you sometimes find yourself completely burned out?  I know I do.  This is why I REQUIRE that tiny getaways be part of my life. 
I’ve always been the sort of girl who loved to hop in the car an go on a drive.  It calms me. It centers me.  It gives me a break from the stresses of life. My mother told me once that, even as a baby, all she’d have to do is put me in the car and drive around for a while, and I’d be out like a light.
My father and I used to pack up the car and take day long trips frequently.  One time, we drove to The Cape to see the Tall Ships coming in – something my father had been super interested in seeing, and something I found more beautiful than I’d known I would.  The ships were enormous, and their stark white sails against the deep navy of the Atlantic were breathtakingly beautiful. 
Another time, we drove to Chesterfield Gorge in the Berkshires.  This remains one of my very favorite memories of our day trips together, and is still one of my favorite places to go.  It’s set far away from anything at all.  The trees are tall and full, and you can hike for miles or go for a swim in the cool rocky river running through the gorge.
To this day, nothing makes me happier after a great day or a not so great day, than hopping in the car and driving.  Sometimes I have a destination.  Sometimes I don’t.  But no matter what, I find peace and comfort in taking a tiny adventure.
This past weekend, I decided (among looks of sure insanity from friends) to drive to San Francisco meet my family, since my mother had to take a business trip there.  The 6 hour drive there was grueling and terrible.  I drove through rain and fog through terrain that I am not at all familiar with and thought more than once that I may actually never get to my destination.  California never ceases to amaze me with it’s dense cities followed by vast expanses of ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.  San Fran was exactly the mini break that I’d needed.  It awoke something inside of me that’s been long sleeping – inspiration.  I had a brilliant time with my family and began the long drive back to L.A. Sunday afternoon.  What I saw on my drive (in the day light this time) took my breath away.  I literally said out loud “Oh my God,” about 30 times.  The rolling green hills coverered with what looked like moss to my right, and the endless plane of desert looking land to my left made me feel such gratitude.  I wanted to get out of the car and kiss the ground several times, because I was so thankful for it’s immense beauty and the feelings it awoke inside of me. 

Where would you adventure to?  What’s been your favorite road trip?

– A