Bring back the Beach Blonde spray

One of my myriad duties at Le Herald is compiling the Style Calendar each Wednesday, and today I took the opportunity to campaign for the return of the John Frieda Beach Blonde hair spray, a spunky little -- since discontinued -- concoction that smells like Robert Moses Field 2. Honestly, this space has never been used for such an important issue. At least two Vanyaland readers know how obfuckingsessed I am with this shit. I don't even know what it does for my 'do. It just smells like, to me, the Devils winning the Stanley Cup in July while an army of Lolas play with crumpled up Post-It notes as circa-'93-era Suede performs softly in the background, with Neil Codling making a Taco Bell run. Maybe John Frieda (is he still alive?) reads the Herald:

FRIEDA ’ALLO: As part of the long-named John Frieda Collection See For Yourself Salon Tour, Frieda’s trusted team of “hair care specialists” will be at the Charles Hotel on Saturday, doling out makeovers, hair-care advice and stylized product tips. But hopefully someone on staff can answer the question we’ve been asking for ages: Why was the beach blonde hair spray discontinued? Stop making us shop on Amazon and eBay for it, John. Consultation and styling runs from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. at the Charles Hotel, 1 Bennett St., Cambridge. Walk-ups are encouraged.