When I first opened the jar of Christophe Robin's Cleansing Purifying Scrub with Sea Salt, I remember thinking that it looked like the company had bottled the Dead Sea. It was thick and rough to the touch, and I had no idea that it would become smooth enough to gently massage my scalp. Then, as the label instructed, I placed a small amount in my hand and added water. Before my very eyes the coarse scalp scrub turned into a creamy substance that still felt granular enough to exfoliate. I know! Pure magic.
As I ran the product through my hair, I began to imagine love letters I'd write to Christophe Robin. This is gross, I know, but it felt like my scalp was sloughing off layer after layer of dirt and product. I felt squeaky clean. I looked like a new gal once I'd rinsed away the conditioner and dried my hair. It was a small joy, but aren't those the best kind?
Now, I have a weekly date with the scrub. The product is definitely too abrasive to use everyday, but on Saturday mornings when we reunite after hot yoga class, it's bliss. So while I'd be willing to give "no-poo" another shot sometime in the future, "no-scrub" will never be my lifestyle of choice.
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