After months of letting my hair grow, I chopped it off last night. I tried a new stylist that I found on Yelp who was close to my house and after a year of fruitless searching, I think I’ve found The Guy that will make my hair related dreams come true.
I like that he didn’t laugh me out the door when I walked in with a pony tail showing off my inch long roots and he talked to me a good 20 minutes about his vision for my hair which was great because my vision was somewhat clouded by the brown helmet I’d been staring at for the past six months.
More importantly, he talked me out of going back to bangs because he said I was so very close to completely growing them out and it would have been a wasted effort if I cut them back in.
He gets me.
I’m so going back.
Anyway, I’d post a picture of my hair with which I’m very happy but I forgot to take a picture before I left the salon (it had great lighting) and now I’ve slept on it and have bed head so I won’t be posting anything until I’ve showered.
Local friends, his name is Scott at Warren Scott Salon.
And when you see me, don’t let my inability to blow dry it like he did sway your judgement.
Speaking of running (we weren’t, but I needed a segue because I’m determined not to make a numbered list today), I went to Raleigh Running Outfitters yesterday to buy a Strassburg Sock because I have plantar fasciitis stemming from wearing really bad shoes for an extended period of time and it still hasn’t gone away.
Isn’t that the ugliest thing you’ve ever seen? I came in last night after my hair appointment looking all cute and then crawled into bed wearing those socks and Mr. CPQ said “The top half of you says ‘Sassy’ but the bottom half says ‘I’ve given up.'”
I smacked him.
Have a nice day.