I am vain. Not in a "Oh my, I'm so pretty I could stop traffic." Not, "My body just rocks" (although if you push me the right way, you may see it rock & roll). Not, "Mirror, mirror on the wall...."I'm vain about my hair. It is thick & heavy & wavy. It shines. I don't get split ends.Right now, however, I'm not feeling vain. I'm totally rockin Kelly Bundy roots. I am in DESPERATE need of some quality time with my hairdresser. A good 3 hour session where I can read in silence and she massages my head & neck when washing my hair. But you see, I recently "broke up" with my hairdresser. It's not her, it's me. She works so far away & it takes me 50 minutes on a good day, 1 hour 10 minutes on a bad day to get there. The worst part is that I really haven't told her yet.So on the February 7th, I'll be going to audition someone new. My stomach is all aflutter already thinking about how she'll do. Will she be good with layers? Will she get my highlights just right? You know, that buttery warm color, but not too blonde? Will she let me sit in peace (I may be weird here, but my life is so hectic right now that the chance to just sit & relax is highly appealing)?
Do I tell my old hairdresser that we're no longer together? Should I give her the old, "It's not you, it's me..." line?
3 days ago