Truth, lies, and hair products

For a quarter of a century, I willfully deceived myself into believing that hair care was simple. I’d used the same Pantene 2-in-1 for a decade, didn’t own a blow dryer, and until two months ago thought Drybar —a fancy salon that does "blowouts" — was a place that sold Dippin’ Dots-like ice cream. I also didn’t know what a blowout was anyway.
Then I succumbed to vanity and, inspired by the rising number of women going platinum, dyed my pixie cut blond. I&rsquo