Anyway, a helmet would give Gus dorky helmet hair....and you guys no longer have bouncy bones, you know - it's gonna hurt a heap when you fall off!
Uh oh, the old lady's here. Better keep 'er down, boys. We'll continue our motorcycle and virgin talk when the coast is clear.
cavfancier wrote:I am thinking of opening a hair salon...what would be the best name: 'The Final Cut', 'Good Head', or 'Sweeny Todd's'?
Arrgghh ... we've had a spate of "creative" and "funny" names for hairdresser's places here ... "Haar van boven" ("Hair on top" - as opposed to ... yeh), "We cut heads" and "Cut your hair if you dare" spring to mind.
brrrr
Then again my hairdresser's is called "Devilish" ... not vr cool either (the name, I mean. The hairdresser's fine, though of the rough kind, relating stories of his heroin-using days to the mobster in the next chair while u wait. He always shakes his head a bit when he sees me tho, cause I only come in every six or eight weeks or so, by which time his work's gone to rot. But I always gotta wait till my wages come in ...)
Don't believe in hairdressers. I keep my locks naked and my money in by pocket (or, rather, in my belly, which I keep modestly hidden under increasingly large patches of fabric).
i used to cut my own hair until 2 years ago. i was rather good at it, even when i had short hair. i learned how to manipulate the scissors on the back of my head, with series of mirrors it's doable, only you have to move them in opposite direction as in the real life, or well, outside the mirror. then i started teaching, and well, as i changed my hair every 2 weeks or so, due to intitial shockingly bad color that i could not get rid of, i had to expect the smirking comments of my students: no new hair today, dagmar? so i capitulated and went to the hairdresser, who scolded me for the status quo on my head. but i am done with teaching, working at home mostly, so maybe my time has come again. have to start thinking what i can possibly do to my hair!
The name of my saloon is Mojo and the senior stylist (who owns the saloon as well) has cut my hair for the past 7 years !! I absolutely refuse anyone else to touch my hair - as I am very very senstive to my hair style (or rather lack of it)
It's always a pleasure to get my hair cut there - hair is washed before, during and after the cut, chilled white wine, really funky music......
I have gone for a Magwitch from Great Expectations look to combat the recent spate of good weather, so its No 3 all over.
I have recently chnaged my hairstyle on advise from "R". A couple of people from my office have commented that it makes me look "boyish".
I suggested them an eye checkup..
I'm going to slip into my slugos, grab a tinnie, and do a bit of spine bashing. After that, I'll join this haircut conversation.
I am shorn like a sheep, after my recent hairdresser conretemps.
I hate the hairdresser's.
It feels so self-obssessed and vain and such, sitting, forced to look at yourself in those smegging mirrors (until I take me glasses off) - and natter about nothing, and look all poodleish and stupid - yeeeccccch! But, at the same time, I really CARE how my hair looks - talk about cognitive dissonance!
I get wild to leave after a short time - when I used to have perms and such, I would barely be able to contain my urge to run after the first hour or so - if I had a colour as well, I would nearly be screaming.
Aaaaaaaaaarrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhh!
maybe dreadlocks are the answer?
But - middle-aged white women look weird in those - and my clients would run....
i had dreadlocks for a while ...
but it kinda takes away the fun from anyone touching your hair ... feels funny. sleeps funny, too.
I've always thought of hairdressers as closet prison warders -its very intimidating and you feel in THEIR power, its maybe a Leo thing Debs, I can absolutely relate to your feelings.
Maybe we should got to Mojos with Gautam, nice glass of chilled wine and he could boss them about for us both -what do you reckon ?
Actually, after god - my stylist is the only one before whom I bow my head !
Boss him arnd ?? No way !! I am way too sweet for that !
Of course you are, the chilled white wine would have to be very good Chablis or maybe a Puligny Montrachet
Or, perhaps, a subtle yet sprightly Boone's Farm Orange, first week of April . . .
Who cares - as long as it contains alcohol <HIC>
That's the spirit boss, any port in a storm (never drank port, so i'd not really know)
