This honor I just wouldn't bestow on anyone. I had a special person in mind; his name is Joe. Given how precious this is to me, I am impressed by my courage. On Tuesday I dialed the number to my destiny. "He only works on Wednesday, how about 6:30?" the receptionist asked me. "Write me in".
Wednesday, September 8th, 6:23 PM-Salon 2000
I'm sitting in the waiting area. I try to look away but it's absolutely riveting. It's like a scene out of "A Clockwork Orange". On the wall are atleast 12 mannequin heads. Each head is adorned with a different style wig but the facial expression is the same, an opened mouth snarl. This is the most grotesque mannequin head that I have ever seen. I conclude that the person who designed this mannequin head is definitely derranged. I thank the goddess that I am saved by Joe who whisks me away to the sink.
Ten minutes later I'm sitting in Joe's chair. I'm eager to show him the picture of the hairstyle I've chosen as he combs my wet hair and rambles on about his weight loss. Finally he stops to take a breath This is my moment. I thrust the picture at him. He studies the picture then says "Y'know, the more I cut off the better." Ahh, the words I was dreading to hear. This is the reason why I havn't been to the salon in 2 years. (I'm not sure what this attachment to my hair is about. I've even had nightmares where I've cut my hair and woken up in a panic ) He asks me to stand up so he can show me exactly how far down my back my mane is. The small of my back. We reason that the last 3 to 4 inches is scraggly anyways so that's what gets severed. Eek!
After about 20 minutes of his scissor shenanigans, Joe reaches for the blow dryer. I feel fantastic, like a new woman. My hair is light and bouncy. I feel like dancing!
Change is good.
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4 comments:
Very nice.
Though you actually look a lot happier 'before' than 'after'.
Beautiful!
Interestingly enough, historically speaking, hair at one time (in some cultures) was considered a source of power. Thus the story of Sampson as well as St. Francis and his following monks shaving tonsures into their domes.
Hope your spell work is going well...
Robur,
You are right I do look pouty in this shot. I'll post another photo, this time with my hair curly and definitely a smile on my face!
is that why monks are bald?
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