It has been so freaking hot and humid lately that I decided to get my haircut. I had been going to the same stylist since 1998 -- even while I was living in Boston. I would go for almost a year without a hair cut. He was that good. The downside of having a fantastic stylist? He kept getting promoted and his haircuts became prohibitively expensive. Now I go to a Japanese salon where everyone is super happy when you walk in and they all shout "Welcome!" in Japanese as you walk by. They also give fantastic massages after they wash your hair. I have been to the Japanese salon 3 times and have gotten haircuts from 3 different stylists. They are all fine and dandy, but I haven't been able to find someone that is as good as my old stylist. But, since my old stylist was charging four times as much as the Japanese place, I thought that I would try out 4 different stylists before giving up. I thought that perhaps the language barrier was keeping me from getting the haircut I wanted, so this last time I brought along a picture of the cut I wanted. It's been really busy and stressful at work lately and after the fantastic massage that the hair washer gave me, I couldn't keep my eyes open while Ichi cut my hair. When I woke up, I found myself with a hairstyle that can only described as "very japanese". How do I know this? The following morning while waiting in line at Dunkin Donuts a woman tapped me on the shoulder and said to me in a very loud and over enunciated manner: "YOUR BAG IS OPEN. You should be CAREFUL. You have to CLOSE your bag in THIS COUNTRY." Arigato, lady.
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did the hair stylist dye your hair reddish blonde, razor cut it into many layers, and make awkward long bangs that hang in your eye?
Ohhhh, I've been waiting to cut my hair-- all of it off and donate it! I've been going to the same stylist for like, 8 years, and she never does anything crazy-- she knows I barely comb/brush my hair much less use any product. If I ask for something "crazy" like bangs, she'll say, "I don't think so.". HA!
I just realized I had the comments on my blog on hold, or something (I can be such a luddite sometimes). So ET#2, you had asked about a restaurant we went to in NY a few months ago-- it was called Freeman's, I think-- it was in an alley called Freeman's Alley. It was just a nice place, with good food, nothing spectacular, but good service also.
Zandrea, I donated my hair 2 years ago -- 14 inches to locks of love. It felt great! I was thinking of growing it out again... but the hot weather won out.
ET#1, yes to everything except for the reddish blonde bit...
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