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52 Weeks of Dishcloths | KnitPicks Staff Knitting Blog

52 Weeks of Dishcloths | KnitPicks Staff Knitting Blog.

I wonder if I can stick with this long enough to make a stash of gift-cloths to go with some of my handmade soaps?

OSIS Dust It *review*

One of the products I received in the Spring Fever VoxBox was a bottle of Schwarzkopf Professional OSiS+ Dust It Mattifying Powder.

20130612-195025.jpgI had no idea what a “mattifying powder” was, so I went straight to the great god, Google, for the answers to my Ultimate Question of the Moment. After about five minutes of YouTube videos, I was concerned! Any of you who know me in real life, or have seen a picture of even the tiniest bit of my hair outside the severest of hair knots, know that I have some seriously thick, course Type 3A/3B curls (more B than A, really). I stared at the bottle.

20130612-195045.jpgI watched more YouTube videos. I opened the bottle.

20130612-195506.jpgI watched non-English YouTube videos. I shook a little of the powder into my hand. I visited the Schwarzkopf Professional USA website and read some more about Dust It. I stared at the bottle some more and pondered my Ultimate Question: “How am I going to test and review this product?! I can’t put it in MY hair and do what the stylist did with the model’s hair in that video. I’ll have to shave my head, because I’ll never be able to get a comb through my dreaded locks again!” </sigh> </moan> Gloom, despair, and misery on me. </end pity-party> My standard hair-related attitude is, “It’s JUST hair. It’ll grow out,” but the panic and dread were beginning to drown my generally laissez-faire hairitude.

Then it occurred to me! “Why did it take so long,” you ask? “We may never know,” says The Wise Old Owl. (mmm … now I want a Tootsie Pop!) I have captives child-models! My youngest daughter has this strange hither fore unknown hair type (at least in this family). I think people (with hair that isn’t dangerous to small children) call it “straight.” It would probably take a professional statistician and a world-renowned geneticist a very long time to figure the odds on m’duine and I producing a child with hair this straight. My stylist has training, years of experience, a salon full of products and heat-related torture devices tools; and she can’t get my hair as straight as Boo’s. I spent years just trying to figure out how to keep a hair-binder on a ponytail in that stuff. Now, I’m a little ashamed to say, I cut her hair with the same military trimming technique that I use on the boys’ hair. The only difference is that I use a guard on the clippers for her. When done, it falls into an adorable, face-framing pixie cut, but that’s all it does. Fall, and lay there. There isn’t enough hair spray in the known universe to put any volume in her hair.

So I drafted her asked her if she wanted me to do her hair. She actually really likes it when I do her hair. When she had longer hair she would have me put it up in sponge rollers, which she would sleep in all night, just so she could wake up with “curls like you, mommy.” They always fell by lunchtime, but she was happy for the morning. So I sprinkled some Dust It in her hair. I did several small partings with a rat tail comb and applied Dust It to each section.


Then I scrubbed it around on her roots and voila, she had volume!

Then I moved on to my next victim middle son (Mohawk Boy). He has 2C/3A hair with a long curl pattern, so it gets curlier as it grows out. It is currently two to three inches long.

I used the same application method with his hair, and then combed it and used my hands to try and make it stick up in a classic, pointed mohawk. I wasn’t especially happy with the results, but it’s better than it normally turns out, so that’s something. For whatever reason, I decided to re-shave the sides of his head after I fixed the mohawk. My mind doesn’t always follow the most linear of paths.

Sometime soon (maybe this weekend) I’m going to try it again. However, I’m going to try more of a standing-straight-up method, rather than the pointy method we normally use.

After washing it out of Boo’s and Mohawk Boy’s hair, I gathered the courage to put a VERY small amount of Dust It in my hair. The only (lack of) volume-related trouble I ever have with my hair is through this area. My hair is long (mid-back) and the weight of it can flatten it out across the top of my head, creating a lovely triangular shape when I wear my hair down. I use a few duckbill clips while air drying to combat this with just-washed hair. Unfortunately, it becomes more pronounced with second-day hair. Misting my second-day (and even third-day) hair with a spray bottle of plain water helps bring back the curls, but the duckbills don’t work nearly as well. so, I applied it very sparingly to just the roots and only on the top of my head. Think about looking down on someone’s head and drawing a rectangle, from the temples to the crown, between the “corners” of their head. That’s where I applied the Dust It. I used a gentler scrubbing technique on just the top part of my hair, and I was so impressed! It was very easy to control the amount of lift I got, and when it started to fall a bit midday, I just scrubbed my roots a bit more (I didn’t apply any additional product) and the lift came right back. I put my hair in my usual low messy bun for bed. In the morning, I resprayed the body of my hair, re-scrubbed the top of my hair (again, no additional product), and I had (almost) instant killer third-day hair that I could leave down! Third-day hair is a guaranteed messy bun around here. I normally have to spray my whole head with water, just to be able to run a wide-toothed comb through it enough to get it in a decent looking messy bun on the third day. I managed a whole week with decent looking hair because of the Dust It. Days four and five were messy bun days, but I was still able to re-scrub the top enough to keep it cute looking.

Unfortunately, it didn’t occur to me to take pictures of this Five Day Miracle, so I’ll try it again this weekend, taking a picture each morning. The long and short of it is that I would definitely recommend this product to anyone who wants a bit (or a lot) more volume in there hair, or who likes the currently chic matte look for their hair. Where was this Magic Pixie Dust during the ’80s, when I was teasing my hair more than Mötley Crüe?

It’s your hair. Have FUN with it!


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how to “pineapple” curly hair

If you have seen my hair unconstrained, you know I have some serious natural (type 3B) curl. I have grown to love my hair, and I do my best to keep it happy and healthy (aside from the lightener and super bright dyes that I am fond of). I love using the following method for containing my hair at night. I have modified this method a bit, since I wear a cPAP at night. I pull my hair into a mid-level ponytail, put on my cPAP mask, and then readjust the ponytail so that it sits as high as possible without effecting the straps of my mask. I hope you find this helpful!

How to pineapple curly hair

my time to shine

The daily prompt for today asks, “Early bird, or night owl?”

I am most decidedly a night owl! I have struggled with insomnia my entire life and have recently been diagnosed with fibromyalgia. The combination of these two means that it is not entirely unusual for me to go a week or more with only a few hours of sleep each night, or even to miss a night of sleep entirely. I can also happily sleep eighteen hours straight through. And, yes, I really mean straight through – not waking up to use the powder room, maybe rolling over long enough to drink some water (but only if there is some on the night stand), and certainly not sitting up long enough to eat food!

Unfortunately, the “real world” is not exactly set up for night owls. I work at a standard office job, with standard office hours. I do the best I can with it, but I believe I would be so much more productive if I could work hours that adhere more closely to my natural rhythms. I worked second shift (14:00-22:30) as a bar back for a while and it was the best schedule ever! I also worked the closing shift at a coffee shop and love, love, loved it! Coffee and energy drinks are my BFFs, especially early in the mornings.

Not a Fan of Nursing In Public? Suck on This. (reblog)

Not a Fan of Nursing In Public? Suck on This..

This blog article reminds me of the time, shortly after Venturer was born, when she and I attended a company Christmas party. One of my coworkers commented on how quiet the baby had been, and asked if she normally went that long without nursing (said coworker knew I was a nursing mother). When I informed him that she had nursed twice during the night, he expressed his disappointment with missing his chance at a “boob shot.” He also expressed how impressed he was that I was taking such wonderful care of my newborn, which meant a lot to me. It was a wonderful confidence boost to me as a young breastfeeding mother.

No Nap Time! (c)

No Nap Time!. I am so pathetic that I made one of these Grumpy Cats for my desk at work.

day six

FMS Photo A Day #6: Mine


365 Days Of Blessings: My Mother

My mother and I have had our issues in the past, but we have a fairly stable relationship right now. And, she gave me (and m’duine) the really cool Keurig hot drink maker pictured above!

day five

FMS Photo A Day: Movement

I was sick all day, so I haven’t taken this picture yet. I’ll try to catch up with it sometime next week.

365 Days of Blessings: My Children

I have been blessed with wonderful children who drive me nuts on a daily basis. 🙂

day four

FMS Photo a Day: The view from here

365 Days of Blessing: a house in the country
We currently live in a little old farm house on a little parcel of land in the country. I’ve never lived in the country. I’ve lived in a couple of very small towns, but I have always lived within the borders of a recognizable city or town. I like living in the country. I like the quiet. I like the smell of the air. I like letting the younglings play, unsupervised, in the yard (admittedly, this is something they also did in the afore mentioned small towns.) I like that one of the other Scouters from our Cub Scout Pack and his Tiger Cub are our “next door neighbors,” but their house is the better part of a quarter mile down the lane! I also happen to love that my grandmother lives less than a mile away. The younglings are already making plans to walk over and visit this summer.

On a not-so-poitive note: I’m a little sad that I had to think so hard about this one today. It’s been a tough couple of weeks, but the last three days have been especially difficult. Yes, some of it is pretty major/heavy stuff. No, it’s probably not the End Of The World As We Know It. And, no, I don’t feel fine. Yes, it will probably all work itself out in the end. It’s just making me really tired, cranky and more than a little bit bitter right now. I’m going to bed now, because I’ve almost completely lost my will to even try to be positive. I am hopeful that I can dream about rainbows, lollipops, and unicorns; and wake up more content than I feel right now.

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