Thursday, September 01, 2005

The power of hairdressers

I experienced first hand today the overwhelming power that hairdressers have over whether you are filled with joy or want to crawl into a hole.

I sat in silent desperation as a well meaning mother of four in a salon nearby, cut into the hair I had so lovingly allowed to grow for four months, and watched her dessimate it to the point that I was saddened to have to go out in public.

I wondered if I was allowing vanity too big a hold in my life but concluded no. There are levels of public decency and unfortunately my haircut fell well below them.

I paid my money in stunned silence before begining the sprint to Toni and Guy to ask them to somehow salvage the situation.
salvage they did and I will be eternally grateful.

Hair is still skechey but I think I can live with it.


At 6:15 PM, Anonymous Kate said...

Hey You!

Words cannot say how much I've been thinking of you - my mum has been under instruction to find your details that your mum phoned her with and I have had the wrong address for this site. I'm so sad that I havent been keeping up with you on the rare occasion I come accross internet! Anyway, Mum texted about two days ago with the found details so here I am. It sounds like it was an amazing time - as you knew it would be.

Looking forward to seeing you! Ps: well done with the public duty!

Lots of love,


At 9:11 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey! glad the haircut has been rescued - good old tony and guy! so then chica when you coming to ibeez??? missing ya!

Fiona xxx


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