Don’t you love it when you find a fabulous hair stylist? Or an inexpensive nail lady? I’ve lucked out with both within the past couple of years.
I’ve been going to my new hair stylist and have already followed him to a new salon (where I spotted Angela a few weeks back). Since I’ve been loyal to following him to the new place he’s been giving me hair cuts for so much less than at the other place. I’m almost as content with him as I was with my stylist back home who ended up quitting due to an addiction of drugs. Yeah. Tell me about it.
Either way, I love going into a salon where the stylist makes you absolutely happy and you don’t have to tell him/her what you want. They just do it for you. They know what looks good. Right? Isn’t that the best? He knows I’ll never cut my hair above my shoulders, as he and I both love me with long hair. So fun. I just wish he’d let my “bangs” grow out and not even dare touch them. I tell him this every time, but he refuses. Sigh.
As for my nail lady. I used to take the bus to visit her for a self-spa day getting my $20 pedicure which takes a ridiculously long time as she’s so meticulous with everything she does. The polish never chips. Never. It just grows out. I can’t speak for her manicures though. For only $10 you can’t beat it, but since my hands during the winter always crack and are painfully dry — the manicure looks good for 3-5 days.
So! I had my first pedi of 2011 last week, and my next hair cut (I mean, trim) this week!
Tomorrow’s post is going to be bombarded with photos. Be prepared, and no it won’t be about a prenatal vitamin, but rather cars. Maybe I’ll post about my argument with this ebay seller in California refunding me £1.50 shipping instead of what I was owed. Why is she even operating in pounds instead of US dollars? Oh the unnecessary stress.