I began to run out right about the time The Writer and I were in Florida. I hadn't been able to find it in any stores in Ohio, so we looked in this beauty store on South Beach that carried every single Paul Mitchell product except this one. The sales guy had never even heard of it. I was sad. My hair was sad.
Yesterday, I found it. I passed by the tiniest salon with one stylist and there it was on the shelf. I almost died in excitement! This means, that when I finally go back to get my hair done again (I'm at least a full month overdue) I won't get yelled at quite as badly for abusing my poor ends.