It's Friday morning, I'm feeling really overloaded and twitchy, so I need to do something stupid. I went to La Jolie at 11:00 to ask for their next available time. I was told 2pm.
The adventure begins with a look of horror from my stylist, Amanda, when I show her what I want. Not the most encouraging start.
I looked like Hitler for a brief moment.
Other stylists and customers got into the action, encouraging and comforting me.
Amanda does photography as a hobby (not really. well, i don't actually know).
Amanda went over every square inch of my head at least three times: length, texture, thinning. She listened and was SO patient with me, and found the best compromises between what I wanted and what my hair type and line would allow...
And here's the result:
Taken with Photo Booth on the iMac I work on. Bonus: this is my office area.
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