Much unlike many a magazine editor who recommends you buy all sorts of crap that they most likely got for free, your Jezebel staff doesn’t get jack shit (other than books, unsolicited). And that’s how it should be. But on our own time, in our personal lives, we still buy stuff. So this is Worth It, our daily recommendation of random things that we’ve actually spent our own money on. These are the things we buy regularly or really like, things we’d actually tell our friends about. And now we’re telling you.
Over the past decade, my hair has ranged in length from chin to nipples. But no matter where it falls, my hair drives me nuts when it’s wet, because it’s so…wet. I feel like I can never really get my back or shoulders dry because it’s dripping everywhere; if I try to wrap up my hair in a towel before drying off the rest of my body, I have to spend 10 seconds cold, naked, and wet while I take care of the damn hair. Unless it’s blistering hot, I hate those 10 seconds.
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