Today was an absolutely beautiful, sunny day in Brisbane - a great day to sit in a hairdresser's for 3 hours or so. The things we do for [cough] 'beauty'. I could have been trudging around inside Chermside shopping centre, or sitting watching a few hours of telly, so much to do inside on a gorgeous winter's day. SARCASM.
I find it a slightly daunting event, going to a new hairdresser for the first time. My lovely regular, Courtney is about to have a baby, so 8 weeks after the last time I saw her, I went to a girl who is the niece of a lady at my work. Jasmine was great, I am happy with my colour; the cutter was Tami/Thelma from Ireland. Her real name is Thelma (but pronounced 'Tel-ma', said with a lovely lilting Irish accent) - but the way she pronounces it is apparently too hard for Aussies so she had to change it to Tami. She was great too, full of suggestions which I rejected, but did a good job, I reckon.
One of my luxuries in life is for someone else to do my hair. There is so much of it (which they always let me know, in case I wasn't aware), and they do a much better job of it than I do. Then I love running my hand over it when it is straight and soft - as it usually isn't either of those qualities... So - potentially traumatic visit to new hairdresser did not turn out that way, yay.
What an interesting post this has been. Rock of Ages tomorrow, so I will post a fabulously entertaining review of that - something to look forward to!
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