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The Right Kind of Oil

There's a common misconception to beauty products when you hear the word "oil". I mean, nobody wants oily skin or hair so some avoid products labeled as such, like the plague, simply because of the fear of clogging pores and having permanently bad hair days. But these chemical-free, organic oils moisturize, heal, and revitalize skin, leaving it nourished and hydrated. Radha Argan Oil contains so much Vitamin E and essential fatty acids that you immediate feel the results! Derived from plant oils of the argan tree, Radha uses the 100% pure oil from the finest Moroccan Argan Oil. It absorbs quickly, doesn't leave behind any sticky residue and has virtually no scent... and I love the glass cobalt bottle and dropper. Organically grown and cold-pressed, I basically slather myself in this stuff from head to toe.
Let's get straight to the point. I love this stuff! Fractionated Coconut Oil, it doesn't get any cooler than having a beauty product designed to naturally hydrate hair, skin, nails, and then head to the kitchen and cook with it. I mean, seriously! Non-greasy and odorless, I use it as an antiseptic, cuticle moisturizer, hair conditioner, and cooking oil. It's freaking awesome! 


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