Ages ago, and I mean ages ago, a friend told me to go to Gabriella at Blondi's to get my hair done. She is phenomenal, my friend said! She will be brutally honest about what you can and cannot do with your hair! She will make you look great! I wrote down Gabriella, Blondi's, and hair on a piece of paper, stuck it in the pocket of my jeans, and forgot about the whole thing for a really long time.Eventually, I emerged from the black hole of recently-having-had-a-baby-dom and realized I desperately needed a haircut. I remembered that little slip of paper, but I delayed booking the appointment for a while. For one thing, I always feel guilty about spending a ton of money on my hair. And probably more importantly, there is my fear of having to speak to a stranger--the same fear that has me riding public transportation for hours rather than hop in a cab by myself for a ten minute ride that might require a little bit of small talk. There must be an entry for this somewhere in the DSM. When you get your hair cut, I feel like the stylist feels obligated to make conversation with you, and you feel the same way, so you end up having these painful, stilted conversations when you would both rather be daydreaming about something else. When I discovered lifebooker.com, though, and figured out that I could get a great haircut at half the normal price, I decided there really was no reason not to book an appointment at Blondi's, rather than traipsing all the way downtown for a free haircut of uncertain quality at the Bumble & Bumble school. Now was the time to act. So I took the leap.
After dropping Elliot off at the first day of school, I was the first customer in the salon this morning. I got the same haircut I always seem to end up getting--a bob with sideswept bangs--but I was so happy with the results. It was so liberating to see a cute bob emerge from the tattered tresses I walked in with. Like magic! That Gabriella really is great. But my neck still aches from the dumb shampoo chair. This happens to me every time I get my hair cut. Am I the only one? Why must getting pretty be so painful?
-Kristin
6 comments:
Is this Oscar Blondi's place???? Ooooh AAAAh. I'm not sure who designed shampoo chairs but they kill me too. If they wad a towel up there it seems a bit better but they rarely do. I'm with you about making small talk. Maybe it is our short bodies with our long swan necks. Maybe just the swan necks all dangly and weak. Ha! Your hair is really, really cute and just because it is a bob doesn't mean it isn't a great bob. There are big differences in who does the cutting!!!! It looks really cute!
I love your hair this length (as you already know). I think it looks cute, cute.
Like you, Betty can never get people to cut her thick, sometimes unruly hair the way she wants them to. They always want to cut it in a "Short Stack Swing Bob." She said they love to cut this style. Say it fast. "Short Stack Swing Bob." It sends us into peals of laughter.
She finally got someone to cut it in long layers and they thinned it. It looks cute and she is happy with it.
You are so good at talking to people it always surprises me when you say you sometimes have a hard time doing it.
Anyhow, loved your hair doo. You deserved a spa kind of day.
Is anonymous Kaye? Thanks for the compliments you two! Next time I think I will insist on a towel neck rest. My neck still hurts! And I think that is what I always get too--the short stack swing bob. If you look at picture of me in high school--same exact haircut. What do you think is going on?
Betty said they get real excited when they can do that cut for some reason. Maybe cause thick hair shapes so well? You know how I loved that high school picture.
Anonymous was me. I thought I put my name in - but who knows! When I type my comments the "visual verification" word just has a big "X" in it. So.... is it Oscar Blondi's place you went?????
No, I don't think so! That would be exciting though. Or if it Blondie the singer owned it.
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