Secrets of a Hair Stylist: Girls, Hair and Rock and Roll volume IV

Today I took a big step (those who know me understand this). Change is not something I eagerly embrace. And when I get my hair cut it’s always an anxiety attack. But today, with the help of Chelsi, I finally decided to embrace a change. After it was over I still felt insecure until Nicole, my hair stylist, said "You look Rock and Roll.” And then I realized my life wasn’t ending and I said, “huh Rock and Roll? Say it again.”



[yes that is Batgirl on my shirt]

Notes on getting your hair done: What is it about a woman with a pair of scissors and a blow dryer that makes us reveal all our deepest secrets and fears. It could be the fact we feel incredibly vulnerable at that moment. And they hold the scissors and therefore the power. Or maybe it’s the fact we are starring into the mirror for so long, we really are starring into our souls. And the hair stylist gets to share that honest and defining moment you have with yourself as you start venting all the things you keep secret. Whatever the reasoning (probably neither of these) nobody knows more about a girl then her hair stylist.



Another observation: At the end there is that awkward moment when you have to compliment your hair stylist because they did a good job and you want to reassure them of that. So you thank them with your flattery. But it’s a tricky situation if you do the math. Because when you take a peek into the mirror and say, “Oh my Gosh! It looks so cute! I love it!” What you’re really saying is “Oh my Gosh! I’m so cute. I love me!” It’s one of the many ways girls compliment themselves while believing they are complimenting others.