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Researched hair follicle shampoos for drug testing. Bought this product because it came so highly recommended. Spent a lot of money because it's supposed to be the best. NOT! I had a hair follicle test and followed the directions to the "T", my test came back positive. So much for that job. I do not recommend this product. Not only does it make your skin feel like crap, it smells really bad, and it didn't work. I was probably better off using a cheaper wash.

2003 was the year it happened. I was 24, younger than you are now. But times were different then, I was a man at that age: the manager of a TGI Friday's just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife to the love of a reality TV star, and she and the reality TV star had been in Los Angeles less than half a year. I would have been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of her loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all... my Pontiac, my studio apartment, my sanity. Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was Lestat that accepted it.Now, Lestat was an odd fellow, to say the least. He had the complexion of Christina Aguilera's makeup-caked forehead, and looked a lot like Tom Cruise, only a little more gay, if that's even possible. Anyway, Lestat was a decent dude, he did his drinking alone, mostly Rose or boxed Chardonnay, and sometimes over the steaming plate of some potato skins or jalapeno popper, ranted in his sing-song voice, often quoting some ancient scripture that nobody had heard of in a hundred years. A few times he got his ass handed to him by a fat tourist clutching a Hurricane glass with beads dangling from their neck. But most of the time patrons left him alone.But one seemingly ordinary night, our relationship changed forever. Lestat closed down the bar, pounding mud…

I LOVE this shampoo! At first it felt like it was going to over-condition my hair, but it truly does not. I do not use conditioner when I use this shampoo. It must have some type of conditioning ingredients in it already. I love the light clean fragrance and the way it cleans the hair.

2003 was the year it happened. I was 24, younger than you are now. But times were different then, I was a man at that age: the manager of a TGI Friday's just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife to the love of a reality TV star, and she and the reality TV star had been in Los Angeles less than half a year. I would have been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of her loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all... my Pontiac, my studio apartment, my sanity. Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was Lestat that accepted it.Now, Lestat was an odd fellow, to say the least. He had the complexion of Christina Aguilera's makeup-caked forehead, and looked a lot like Tom Cruise, only a little more gay, if that's even possible. Anyway, Lestat was a decent dude, he did his drinking alone, mostly Rose or boxed Chardonnay, and sometimes over the steaming plate of some potato skins or jalapeno popper, ranted in his sing-song voice, often quoting some ancient scripture that nobody had heard of in a hundred years. A few times he got his ass handed to him by a fat tourist clutching a Hurricane glass with beads dangling from their neck. But most of the time patrons left him alone.But one seemingly ordinary night, our relationship changed forever. Lestat closed down the bar, pounding mud…

6 of 7 people found the following review helpful 5.0 out of 5 starsMy crown of glory is back!, June 5, 2008 By K. Wilder (Pembroke Pines, FL USA) - See all my reviews(REAL NAME)  I use the Nisim shampoo regularly and am pleased with the results. After a long stay in the hospital & all that it entails, my hair was falling out and in distress. I think that it is especially stressful to a woman to experience a drastic hair loss. A friend of mine, a stylist, recommended Nisim Shampoo & sent me a bottle to try. I started to see results within two weeks. When I ran out and was unable to find the product locally I turned to Amazon.com for a source. The product arrived fast! I definitely recommend the source & the product. My hair is now back,thicker than ever. Thank goodness!

2003 was the year it happened. I was 24, younger than you are now. But times were different then, I was a man at that age: the manager of a TGI Friday's just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife to the love of a reality TV star, and she and the reality TV star had been in Los Angeles less than half a year. I would have been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of her loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all... my Pontiac, my studio apartment, my sanity. Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was Lestat that accepted it.Now, Lestat was an odd fellow, to say the least. He had the complexion of Christina Aguilera's makeup-caked forehead, and looked a lot like Tom Cruise, only a little more gay, if that's even possible. Anyway, Lestat was a decent dude, he did his drinking alone, mostly Rose or boxed Chardonnay, and sometimes over the steaming plate of some potato skins or jalapeno popper, ranted in his sing-song voice, often quoting some ancient scripture that nobody had heard of in a hundred years. A few times he got his ass handed to him by a fat tourist clutching a Hurricane glass with beads dangling from their neck. But most of the time patrons left him alone.But one seemingly ordinary night, our relationship changed forever. Lestat closed down the bar, pounding mud…

I began losing my hair at 22 (the beginning of genetic hair loss). My hairdresser recommended trying it, so I did, I was desperate. Within weeks, my hair had stopped falling out in the handfulls, and I could actually see new hair growth coming in all over my scalp. Now, 4 years later, I still use the product almost daily, and while my hair will never be as thick as it once was (can't fight genetics) it is not terribly thinning and still remains beautifully curly. I had many comments from people at work- who didn't know I was using the shampoo-and they all agreed that my hair looked so much thicker. It also really does control oily hair, and I do not find it to be drying at all.Others have commented that the smell is bad-which I disagree with. I use only the shampoo and my conditioner of choice, and still see results. A 33oz. bottle can last me 6 months with daily use-and it doesn't take a lot of the shampoo. It is non-drying, and I have used it on my non-permanent hair color and not had bad results.

2003 was the year it happened. I was 24, younger than you are now. But times were different then, I was a man at that age: the manager of a TGI Friday's just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife to the love of a reality TV star, and she and the reality TV star had been in Los Angeles less than half a year. I would have been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of her loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all... my Pontiac, my studio apartment, my sanity. Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was Lestat that accepted it.Now, Lestat was an odd fellow, to say the least. He had the complexion of Christina Aguilera's makeup-caked forehead, and looked a lot like Tom Cruise, only a little more gay, if that's even possible. Anyway, Lestat was a decent dude, he did his drinking alone, mostly Rose or boxed Chardonnay, and sometimes over the steaming plate of some potato skins or jalapeno popper, ranted in his sing-song voice, often quoting some ancient scripture that nobody had heard of in a hundred years. A few times he got his ass handed to him by a fat tourist clutching a Hurricane glass with beads dangling from their neck. But most of the time patrons left him alone.But one seemingly ordinary night, our relationship changed forever. Lestat closed down the bar, pounding mud…

I love this shampoo, I have all kind of hair problem such as dry, oily and all kind of stuff. I tried all kind of shampoo but this is the only one that i am stick with since it leaves a very fresh smell after shower and make my hair looks healthy and clean. The only problem i have is somehow the shampoo leaked inside the package and it was wet all over the box. But finally the product was really GOOD at A CHEAP PRICE.... The cheapest i can find outside amazon is around [...] bucks for each bottle.