I Got My Hairs Did

As a child, I loathed haircuts. I would scream, cry, bite, refuse blow drying and styling, and generally make our family stylists’ lives miserable (relevant side note: I’d like to offer my sincere apologies to Sheila, who cut my hair between the ages of 2 and 7, and Jenny, who cut my hair immediately thereafter; you are angels with golden hearts and iron patience).

My tastes haven’t changed much since then, though I am now less prone to temper tantrums. I’m uncomfortable receiving the ministrations of relative strangers, I don’t like making small talk–I basically spend the entire appointment neurotically and silently vacillating between hoping the stylist doesn’t ask me personal questions and wondering if it would be rude to take a nap.

This background info stands as testimony to the fact that I generally don’t like hair services and, if I was to give a glowing review, you would be damn sure that it would be sincere and deserved. I’d like to take this opportunity to thank Brooke at Antonio Salon for giving me a totally bitching angled bob and Carissa at Vain for turning it a beautiful, bold orange. I love my hair transformation and I’m excited to return to these talented women for future services!

 

Also, SORRY ABOUT THE WEIRD FACE IN MY FEATURED IMAGE I DON’T KNOW HOW TO MAKE NORMAL FACES I’M SORRY

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