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ShawnaLeigh

Shower and washer your hair?  
im obviously concerned I’m over doing it.  
I work out every morning before going to work. I’m not drenched with sweat but I would not feel comfortable all day dressing after a work out.    I shower every morning and wash my hair too.  
I moisturize my whole body afterwards.  

I am worried about my skin especially since I shave it all every two or three days.  
Is this all a little to much?

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Jani

If you don't feel comfortable (i.e. clean) after your work out, wash it.  

 

I used to wash my hair every day, but now every couple days works well (thanks E).  It used to require it, now not so much.  I have a girl friend who washes hers once a week and its beautiful.  My long time hair stylist washes hers daily (with hair to her waist).  Find what works for you.  

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NB Adult

A couple of times per week is sufficient lest you wash out all the natural oils, which brings to mind how drying estrogen use is. My lower legs and forearms are dry and itchy due to the side effect of estrogen use and require daily moisturizing after showering. I actually use strait vaseline on my lower legs as it lasts the day and doesn't add to weight gain like some moisturizing creams and oils actually do.

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Alex C

wow..YOU GUYS HAVE SHOWERS..I usually wait until my N.Bor AC start dripping  water and stand under it..or if I see a lawn with the sprinkles on I will run around naked until I am chase out.....But on the off chance I find a shower...everyday for mine body and soul and every 4 to 5 days for that thing I call hair that's growing out of my bald spot....Thanks NB on the moisturizing tip..Def will keep that in mind

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tracy_j

I wash my hair twice a week. It was every two days but I have found it is less of a problem now with twice a week. I tend to wash all over twice a day and moisturise. I love to shower but we don't have one. If I were to have a bath I would spend ages in it so seldom use that either. It saves on the water bill anyway :)

 

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Josie Beth

I wash my hair every day simply because I’m using a special shampoo and conditioner that accelerates hair growth and now I have hair down to my shoulders almost. I keep it moisturized. I also use body wash, but it took me a while to find out the perfect combination: oil of olay coconut and shea butter, and tea tree oil for the spots that seem to dry out the most. On my days off I usually oil up everything and let it really soak in good. I can’t use vaseline because it’s irritating to my skin. I’m so sensitive now that I had to seriously search for work pants that are softer and more flexible like women’s pants but have pockets. Luckily I found some that actually work and they are levis signature series tech pants with stretch fabric. They even accommodate my back side with plenty of room. Instead of getting long johns this winter I will be wearing leggings under my pants because I have to comply with uniform standards and leggings are not allowed during the winter as the outside layer. Leggings and soft fabrics really help ward off any chafing. The only guy jeans I can even wear are the kind with flannel inside. Everything else is too rough on my skin. I never anticipated that I would have to be this picky about clothes for work but I do like how comfortable my new choices are. I’m surprised that a few select brands are actually making women’s jeans that have pockets that work now but you can’t find them in retail stores. 

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ShawnaLeigh
2 hours ago, Josie Beth said:

wash my hair every day simply because I’m using a special shampoo and conditioner that accelerates hair growth

I am doing this as well but just started.   I have always been a two shower per day “guy” but since I work in a less physically demanding job now I don’t need to.  
my skin is fairly dry and oil free anyways so moisturizer routines have been added.  Though still working through all my Man lotions and hygiene products.  My next time buying I will be getting products more suited to my changing body.

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ShawnaLeigh

Thank you too for your routines.  It’s helpful to know how other girls take care of themselves.  
Being a women on the inside is challenging enough but learning how to be one on the outside is mind boggling sometimes.  Even the little things.  So thank you.  ❤️

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SaraAW

I currently shower most days and was my hair every other or every third day. I’ve got curly hair so I’m working on trying the curly girl method. My hair has lots of oil and I haven’t figured out the co wash thing yet. I use 2 different shampoos, one called Nizoral that my fern recommended to help with hair loss, apparently dandruff has some kinks to hair loss, the other is for curly hair and is free of all kinds of things that are heavy or strip moisture. My conditioner is also for curly hair. 
 

You may have to try all sorts of combinations of showering and products to find the right balance for your hair. 
 

Also, if you haven’t tried a dry shampoo, they’re great to stretch a day or two between washes. 

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