This is not how it's supposed to be. The girl from the Timotei advert - she of the tumbling pristine and glacially shiny hair spun of gold - is meant to exist only in the television boxes of the late 80s, and the crevices of my mind. My sister and I would sit and watch the Timotei ad girl, usually perched at the foot of some waterfall, flipping her unfairly beautiful hair around, in raptures. We were completely enthralled.

Except the Timotei girl of our youth is no longer safely ensconced in the televisual canon of the past and has now broken forth and come alive in the form of one Amanda Seyfried. I'd always tried to ignore the magnificence of her hair but she seems determined to expose it, and by doing so makes my own exhausted, fluffy lengths want to cower in the corner, covered in Viviscal tablets.

Seriously though, look at it. Amanda has some serious trichological genetics going on here. But she also clearly takes care of her hair, it's very subtly tinted blonde (no slapdash bleach here), if at all and appears to be bathed nightly in hair masques. 

It's times like these, it doesn't hurt to remember that hair-envy is not a good look.