... I did last Saturday?
I chopped my hair off.
Five inches to be exact.
Ignore the quality and facial expression of this picture. Mom snapped it on her phone last night in C-town, and I think my expression says it all. Please also ignore the fact that I had four hours of sleep the night before. And the fact that this is at the end of a long day. Ok? Thanks peeps.
Why the bob?
I'm a fan of a good clean, crisp bob as much as the next person. So, when I snagged a Groupon to the swanky Richard Joseph salon I figured it was high time for a sassy new do.
Let's chat my salon experience, shall we?
I'm no salon snob, and I've been guilty of popping in to the nearby HeadStart lately for a quick trim.
I heard you gasp.
They usually do a fine, quick job with the ole mane, but last time upon return home I found a chunk missing on the left side.
Enter: Groupon for Richard Joseph.
Since I was clearly out of my element at the swanky place, I was a bit nervous so I left H-man at home with Daddy for some mommy time.
Then I was relieved when I got there and saw a sign on the door that said "Children in salon by appointment only." Whew. Dodged a bullet there.
Upon sign-in, I was directed to a Cafe to wait for Zaque, my stylist.
Out of my comfort zone, I didn't know what to do in said Cafe, where the featured chef was cooking up something fierce that smelled delicious. Do I pay? Is it complimentary? Who knew. I sure didn't, so I passed when offered a plate.
With Zaque's arrival, I was immediately put at ease. Here was an extremely nice young man who guided me over to the shampoo area.
Where I turned to putty.
And perhaps drooled a little as he massaged my neck and head.
Oh, Sweet Lord. I automatically added moola to his tip.
Next we ventured to his Chair of Creativity (my title, not his), where he
lied through his teeth said I resembled Olivia Wilde.
His tip then doubled.
After an hour and a half of the Boy Genius, I waltzed out of there like a new woman.
Gracias Zaque, and I will see you again in 8 weeks!