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The Mousse That Gives Me ‘90s Hair, in a Good Way

Once I blow dry, my hair is all poufed up like a meteorologist reporting from the coast during a hurricane.

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Drybar Southern Belle Volumizing Mousse, $26

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If high-waisted, light-washed Levi’s mom jeans are back in fashion — and hell, overalls — why not big, ‘90s poofy hair? Personally, I want to look like I put my hands on those spheres at museums that make your hair stick straight up, just with less static and more volume.

I tried all of the things — volumizing sprays, shampoos, foam curlers — but none of it worked for my hair, which has the straightest, finest, limpest texture, kind of like overcooked linguine. And then I got my paws on Drybar’s Southern Belle Mousse.

After showering, I let my hair air-dry, squirt an amount of mousse equivalent in size to an extra-large lemon (the ones that are 99 cents each, instead of 49 cents) into my palms, smack them together, and coat my hair. I make sure to really massage it into the roots and then comb through to equally distribute the love. Once I blow dry, my hair is all poufed up like a meteorologist reporting from the coast during a hurricane.

On the nose, Southern Belle smells delicious. Slightly musky and amber, but squeaky clean like a church picnic with a hint of fresh laundry.