To me, there is nothing more refreshing and uplifting than a good ol' fashion trip to the salon.
I am a huge fan of hair.
And an even huger fan of getting it done.
I love the hair wash, followed by the scalp massage.
I love getting it trimmed or cut and wondering what the final product will be.
And I LOVE getting it blow dried (because I am far too lazy to do that one myself!)!
It's been a trying two years, though, as I've been in search for my new stylist (my ex-best-friend, the one who has no nice things to say about me, yah, she was my old hair-stylist).
And I have certainly paid my dues for any wrong I've ever caused her - I have yet to find a better stylist for me.
I bet she'd love to hear that.
But I may have stumbled upon her (my new bestest hair stylist, that is) today.
It's a rarity, I think, a good hair stylist. Truly.
And one should really strive to have good hair. For real. Hair is an expression of one's self and how one approaches dress, etc.
And I want my hair to do that: to reflect the stylish and sophisticated, though feminine and soft version of me I want others to see...
But it hasn't and doesn't often look like that.
And after an exhaustive week of chasing students and organizing too much school crap - and heading into my long week of report card recording, I needed this reprieve. This light in the dark...
And so, my friends, on this my favourite day of the week, consider me calm and cool and collected...
Because I just came back from my favourite luxury - getting my hair done by a proper stylist who uses only the most proper techniques and who works a prestigious, though reasonably priced salon (that has free parking I might add).
And now, I might take my lap of luxury further and go to sleep EARLY.
Ha. We'll see.
Happy Hair Day ALL! And to all, a good night!