jasminestar
New Member
I noticed a few weeks ago that my supply of various hair oils seemed to be diminishing a little too rapidly. "What is this madness?" I asked myself. "After all, my entire family thinks I'm crazy, so it's not like they would be using my hair stuff..."
Fast-forward to today. My grandmother, who swears up and down that all my hair is going to fall out from the root from doing 'white people things' to it, decided to swipe some of my vatika oil while I wasn't home. She just reached into the jar I transferred it to, took a big glob and smeared it all over her hair.
Now, she's running around the house, fanning her head, spraying perfume, opening windows, and blotting her scalp with paper towels in an effort to make the smell go away. She says it smells like curry and feet.
Has anyone ever gone into your product stash and gotten more than they bargained for?
Fast-forward to today. My grandmother, who swears up and down that all my hair is going to fall out from the root from doing 'white people things' to it, decided to swipe some of my vatika oil while I wasn't home. She just reached into the jar I transferred it to, took a big glob and smeared it all over her hair.
Now, she's running around the house, fanning her head, spraying perfume, opening windows, and blotting her scalp with paper towels in an effort to make the smell go away. She says it smells like curry and feet.

Has anyone ever gone into your product stash and gotten more than they bargained for?