I seem to be obsessed with putting food stuffs in my hair. I have already made a goo consisting of linseed, with results that I really love.
There's that manic look in my eyes again. Possibly from listening to too much Kate Bush. Or learning the words to Pass Out by Tinie Tempah
This weeks test is via Tate & Lyle. Yes, folks. Sugar. I shall remain unconvinced about trying flat beer on account of smell. I am not too sure how I feel about the wasp-attracting ability of sugar when it comes to the summer months, though.
But as we are a little way off from full on summer here in Blighty (indeed if we actually get to have one this year), I thought I would give it a go.
Freshly out of the rollers.
I cannot really call this a recipe. It is literally sugar and water. A cup of boiling water and a table spoon of sugar, stirred until disolved. How simple is that? Like making a very sweet cup of tea - but forgetting the tea-bag. I let the liquid cool and then decanted it into a spray bottle.
One side combed out.
And off I went a setting my rollers after spraying and combing through. This all seemed fine - until the mist that didn't reach my hair, but landed on my arms, began to dry. I might be a bit dim (no comments, please) but I had not expected it to be quite a sticky as it was. As was the floor. And the loo. And the sink. It was like a scene from a cheap night club. If you are gong to try this, then I would cover things up with towels or something and wear a long sleeved top. And socks.
All combed out. And crunchy.
But for me, I am unconvinced that there shall be a next time for this method. Whilst I truly loved the Day 1 results, the texture of my hair was atrocious. It did hold the curl all day, which I was really pleased with...
End of Day 1
Day 2, however, was a different story. Whilst it was still curled, I loathed touching it. As I was combing it out, the air was sweet and my hands were tacky. Which does not bode well in my mind for the potential of using this in the summer. I feel it would forever ducking, diving, running and shrieking away from various winged beasties with needles for bums.
Day 2. Eugh.
Day three, I could take it no more and washed it all out. I think that if you have a much shorter length hair than me, then this might work a treat for you.
But for me, this is the first and last time I shall try this. Everytime I moved my hair, I could taste sweetness in the air. Like when you open a box of icing sugar and you breathe some of the powder in through your mouth.
In conclusion, application was simple, but the clean up only added to the time it took and my hair felt like candyfloss. Fail.
If anyone uses this method regularly, I salute you!
ps) written before The Chop. But my opinion has not changed. Sugar for me shall remain in tea & cakes. Not on my bonce.