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Sea Salt Spray

I was thrilled a couple of weeks ago when my daughter asked if we could make a hair product. She usually rolls her eyes at my speeches on the harmful chemicals in which she is applying to her body and is hesitant in trying any of my homemade "beauty" products. I've often thought of sneaking my homemade shampoo into her bottles of shampoo just to see if she'd notice. So I almost fell over when she asked for my help to find and make a recipe for sea spray "stuff" (hair products, other than shampoo, are foreign to me these days). Sea Salt spray gives the "fresh from the beach look". Breanna says that it controls her curly hair from getting too frizzy. The spray was easy to make ~ water, sea salt and little bit of oil.

Old spray bottle to store Sea Salt Spray, Sea Salt, Moroccan Hair Oil, mixture cooling in bowl of ice
SEA SALT SPRAY 
Boil 1 cup of water, remove from heat
Add 1 T. Sea Salt, stir until dissolved
Add a few drops essential oil of your choice (Breanna had Moroccan Hair oil that she wanted to use)
Cool before pouring into a spray bottle 

Breanna loves her homemade Sea Salt Spray and is costs fractions of what she'd pay in the store. Maybe she is learning something from her momma.

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  1. Interesting ... I've never heard of that either. :)

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  2. I have a long, curly, frizzy hair and trust me, no product helps. But will try this. Thanks.

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