The "Salon" Experience

    OK.  So we all have idiosyncrasies. I am a hair fanatic.  As I shared in a previous post "Hair I Go", I have two hairdressers.  You can go back and read that for the why and the what.  I had decided that since Mother Nature was thugging us with the heat this summer, I would get a haircut.  Now my city hairdresser, is not really a cutter beyond clipping ends.  That's cool by me though. 

    I have this fabulous new store not far from where I live.  It's called ULTA.  I don't know if you're into girly stuff like I am--but if you are--it's like a pamper yourself supermarket.  Everything hair, makeup and body you could imagine from lipstick to soy candles to Hair dryers.  In this little slice of makeup Utopia--what else could you call a place that has 5000 shades of lipstick--they have...drumroll please...a HAIR SALON.  Like right there inside.  So, coupon in hand, I rang them up while thinking how to ask whether or not they knew how to work with hair like mine.  Like a flash of lightning it came to me.  " 'Hi, I wanted to find out if you guys do ethnic hair?' " " 'Absolutely miss, would you like an appointment?' "  So,  with coupon in hand I went. 

   I don't know if I could be more in like with an experience.  I arrived for my "appointment".  I was offered water, tea, iced tea, coffee and SCONES.  Really? Scones?  I had an orange one.  As I began my salon service. I was asked what kind of cut I wanted and if I had a picture or did I need to use the computer library.  Impressive.  I showed her the picture and when she said how much hair she had to take off I decided to take the blunt cut bob on the wall.  Kacie was my "couture stylist."  She gave me a free tea tree treatment and proceeded to cut my hair like she was Edward Scissorhands.  She talked about how she loved her work and I believe her.  MY SHIT LOOKED GOOD.  Shout out to my new hairgirl Kacie. 

    I'm gonna teach her how to put in a black girl perm and we are gonna be best buds.  She said that she gets blowouts and flatirons from the Dominicans that I go--they are the only ones that can get her hair straight.  So shout out to Kacie I will see you next pay "girlfren".