pssssssst!

so. i was hanging out with molly j this weekend. we went and did some sweet sweet clubbing on saturday night (since clubbing in hollywood is our favorite thing ever), and in the process of getting ready the next morning, mind you, we had danced our pants off not but 8 hours earlier and refused to shower, she stops to ask me if i have ever used psssssst.

"have i ever used what?" i asked.

"psssssst," she replied.

"psssssst? that's actually what it is called?? i must know more!"

she then proceeded to pull out an aerosol can of yes, PSSSSSST. first of all, are you kidding me??! and second of all, i'm pretty sure this is the best thing i have ever beheld in my short adult life! first of all, it's called pssssst!! that's all i need to know, really. slap my grandma and call me susan, i'm IN. anyway, naturally, upon this great revelation and enlightenment, i had to try some. my hair, still suffering from the aftermath of the nights events just hours earlier was a hot mess. i'm talking dishelveled and greasy. was i going to shower? no. so, i begin to psssssst my hair, and oh.my.gosh. i'm telling you, whatever is in this magical can of psssssting delight, i don't even care because it brought my hair back to life and i felt as if i'd been made anew. say no more life, i am sold. in. done. lifetime supporter. i'm going to the store TONIGHT and purchasing this thing! my hair never looked better given the fact that i forewent showering.

my life just became 20, if not 30 times, more amazing. i don't think i have to say much to convince you of the truth in this whole matter. just go get a can of PSSSSSST and you'll see... ohhhhh you'll see!