Yep. You read that right. I went off the deep end yesterday and drowned my head in ketchup. Hienz ketchup. Here’s why.
The backstory is pretty simple. I bleached my hair on Monday. It was the lightest I’ve ever had it. Wednesday, the 4th of July, I went swimming. While I was swimming, my hair turned green. I thought that was only a myth because it’s never happened to me, or anybody I know. Pissed was an understatement. I was so far beyond livid but trying to laugh it off.
Then I went to the internet to see what I could do to fix it quickly so I wasn’t walking around like I dip dyed my hair in Kool Aid. I saw this one stuff called Ultra Swim shampoo and conditioner. My friends and I went to Walmart and we got it. I was sure hoping it would work. I would be slightly more livid if it didn’t.
I also read that ketchup fixes it by neutralizing the color of hair or something along the lines of that. I don’t know, I’m not a professional at putting condiments in my hair. That was going to be my last resort.
So Thursday rolls around, I’m ready to get this green out of my hair because I’m sick of it. Matt comes over incase things go downhill. I wash my hair and use the shampoo and conditioner. Guess what it does. Absolutely nothing. Time to resort to ketchup. I was dreading this.
Here we go. Matt’s laying on my floor gagging because it smells awful. Part of me is about to throw up, the other part is craving McDonald’s fries. What a combination of feelings. The feeling of ketchup being in my hair was beyond disgusting. I can’t even put it into words. I wrapped it all up in tin foil and sat in sad silence for 30 minutes.
Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, I finally got to wash it out with shampoo. I was scared yet excited but boy was I hoping it would work. I didn’t want to put ketchup in my hair for nothing just to look like an idiot. Washing it out was probably the least gross part. Except the water was red and scared me a little bit. I didn’t even want to look at my hair. I was terrified. I wrapped it up in a towel and prayed it worked.
A few minutes later I looked at my hair and what do you know. There’s no more green. IT’S BACK TO BLONDE HELL YES!!! PRAISE JESUS AND KETCHUP!
I don’t think I’ve ever been more happy that ketchup exists. It saved me from going to an expensive hair salon to get it fixed. I’m content once again.