haircut day

Finally!

I scheduled an appointment with Peter almost five weeks ago and today is the day I get to see him. Peter is the only person who has ever cut my hair that has done it perfectly EVERY time. Well, at least since I because a totally anal, hair snob bitch who hates everyone's hair. He really is worth the price, the wait, and the drive out to Beverly Hills. Not to mention he just about the nicest and least pretentious person that walks the streets of aforementioned city.

Naturally I'm back on my long hair kick so he understands when I say "Please don't cut the bottom, I'm trying to grow it out." Instead of telling me "Well, it's uneven" or "The ends are dead," he simply says "Okay!" And REALLY doesn't touch the bottom. Already, a sign of a good hairstylist. He listens. Not to mention he takes his time and then styles my hair in about 15 minutes flat, including the blow-dry. A sign of an excellent cut. No multiple tools or products needed here, its all done with the scissors, folks.

At any rate, I'm looking forward to adding some shorter layers to lighten up the weight and to make it a bit easier to style. Not to mention something that looks good when I wake up and its a bit messy. Half the work is already done with it happens that way. I might play with the hair color just a teeny bit for my impending Vegas trip, but nothing too damaging or drastic since I plan on having it long again in a few months. Thank the Lord, for the one good gene he did give me; fast growing hair and lots of it.

Here's to all my hair dreams coming true today.