Haircut 100
Yesterday, I worked up the courage to find a new hair stylist in San Jose, since my darling Daniel doesn't love me enough to fly out from Toronto just to do my hair.
My new stylist's name is Sam, and he did such a fantastic job I decided to take my new hair, and him, out for a night on the town in San Francisco.
The night involved sushi, karaoke, and a Chinese madam named Candy Oh. And I'll tell you all about it as soon as I finish unpacking all these boxes from the move to postmodernsass.com.
I will, eventually, I promise, but first I have to take my new hair to Detroit.
My new stylist's name is Sam, and he did such a fantastic job I decided to take my new hair, and him, out for a night on the town in San Francisco.
The night involved sushi, karaoke, and a Chinese madam named Candy Oh. And I'll tell you all about it as soon as I finish unpacking all these boxes from the move to postmodernsass.com.
I will, eventually, I promise, but first I have to take my new hair to Detroit.
2 Comments:
I love the color of your hair. And I love the cut! I want your color hair. I just don't want to work for it! ;) That and all my white hair seem to be coming in exactly where I bleached it blonde when I was 19.
*sigh* Oh, well.
Nice boots. Go go Sass.
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