this past weekend involved hair issues. i’m not sure why but that seems to be a reoccurring theme.
first up was my hair cut. i left my place early as usual so i could drive in circles for 15 minutes before finding a parking spot at my salon. of course once i parked and hiked to the front door i saw a scruffy looking kid standing at a podium so i made a joke about him being the valet. i was shocked when he told me he was. i just wish i’d known sooner that we have valet now. at least i have that to look forward to for my visit.
so anyway as my super stylist was cutting my hair he broke the news to me that he’s received another promotion! you see, when i started going to this guy i’d gone to one of the best salons in town and said “i need an appointment with the cheapest person you have”. i was so excited after my second visit with him because he was wonderful! i felt like i’d found this fantastic secret and it only cost me $30! it was heaven. then he got a promotion there so the price went up a little. then he moved salons and i followed him there, his price went up a little. he quickly received another promotion at the new place, up a little more. so as he’s moved up in the hair styling world things have gotten much worse for me. don’t get me wrong, he’s still the best stylist in the world (yes, i’m biased). but it’s harder to get appointments with him and it’s becoming so freakin expensive! on my next visit it will be $70 for my haircut. $70! For My Haircut!
apparently that seems like nothing since i don’t get my hair colored. he said his colorings went up $20! holy crap! he’s on duty to tell me as soon as he sees the first grey hair and then i will immediately set up a coloring appt. i’m dreading that so much because now i i don’t think i’ll be able to afford it.
one of the things i love about my stylist is that every time i come to visit he’s taken another class and when he says “what are we doing today?” i just say “whatever you want” and he does. i trust his judgement which is why when it came up to add bangs i let him do it. i don’t think i would let anyone else talk me into the b-word. i’m so afraid of having these thick, heavy, blunt cut bangs. when he first cut them and started drying my hair i looked like That Girl
then when he fixed it all up style-like and made it pretty i realized it looked more like i had Chace Crawford bangs
now that i look at them together, chace crawford and marlo thomas really had the same bangs. mine are a little bit longer thank theirs though. they kinda cover my eyes. and when it all came together i was okay with it. as i played with my new bangs (still feels weird to say) i started to question how okay with it i really was. but in the last few days i’ve really come to like them. i’m happy just to have something different going on. and i refuse to keep them down in front of my eyes so they’re swept to the side which i really like… especially with the rest of my hair up. and the best part? free bang trims until my next hair appointment!
the next hair-capade was M’s. he finally decided to dye his hair. to be fair, he was not thrilled with it. he’s totally cool with his hair going grey. me? i don’t have a huge issue with it, but it’s happening so much faster now and i guess i just wanted it to look like it used to. and he looks very young until you see the grey hairs. no one ever guesses that he’s as ancient as he is when they see him. so i figure, why wouldn’t you want to keep that going as long as you can? admittedly i’ve been making cracks about dying his hair for months but whenever he says “i don’t care if you do it” and we get to the hair coloring aisle, he backs out. this time he caved. i don’t know why. so saturday afternoon i got to Just For Men my boyfriend’s hair… you’re jealous, i know. but he’s been bitching ever since because he swears his hair is darker now. umm, yah, it is because there’s no white! but he swears his hair was brown before… it was black. and it’s proof by the fact that i didn’t put dye everywhere and yet it all still blends. anyway it looks great. but for some odd reason there were spots on the pillow when we got up this morning. it doesn’t make any sense because it’s been two nights and nothing the night before. it’s like his hair is fighting off the dye. you tell me, was his hair brown before, or black?
okay, after looking at that picture, i guess it might possibly have a slight chance of being dark brown, but it’s definitely running away that’s for sure. that probably sounded mean, but i’ve never noticed it like that before.
so that’s it for hair today.
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