So I went to Allen, who was the nicest guy on the planet. And I laid it all out for him. My whole sad hair story. And I shared my fantasy about a crew cut and he got this little gleam in his eye. And he said, "What if I just do it and don't tell you?" And I answered, "#1- I'm looking in the mirror and I would see. And #2- it would involved buzzing clippers and I would notice that." Anyway, one thing I was sure of, I would NOT be one of those women who could carry it off.
But I gave him my parameters and my swimming situation and my sweating situation (poor Allen) and off he went, scissors flying. I had made peace with how it would look. It was completely freeing to just step up and ask for the "do" that would suit my lifestyle instead of trying to find one that would make me date bait. Although the whole date bait motivation has been long gone from this girl.
When I used to get my hair cut at a salon in Springfield Mall back in Fairfax County, my hairdresser, whose name I can't remember but who cut my hair for years, never missed an opportunity to announce to the entire salon, "Look at this woman! She refuses to use PRODUCT!!!!" I think the only reason he agreed to keep cutting my hair was that I was Chad Dukes' mom, and he liked to yell that all over the store as well. Apparently he was a fan. Which was surprising given that I'm sure the intended demographic of Chad's show did not necessarily include male hair dressers. But I digress.
So I'm in the chair and Allen is clipping away and I'm at peace with whatever comes. After all. . . hair grows. And there's this guy in the chair next to me who is the husband of the woman who is cutting his hair. And he's talking about his "movie role." And it turns out that he had a small speaking part in the movie Parker which is just coming out. I learn that the final scene was filmed at the Ca' d'Zan mansion at the Ringling Museum. Well. . . Joan and I had just toured that home last week! And I had just heard Jennifer Lopez, the film's star, discussing the film on TV. So we had a wonderful time hearing all about this guy's experience as a cop out on the water in the final scene. He didn't even know yet whether his scene had made the movie. I asked him to recite his line so I would know which one was him should I go see the movie. Because I really couldn't see him as I was sitting there getting my hair cut. And he said that they shot the scene many times and told him to just say what a cop would say under that situation, whatever that was. We were laughing and joking and suggesting that Allen get a life-sized cardboard cut out of this guy (I think his name was Mike) so that people could come get their pictures taken with him. It was great fun and distracted me from what was taking place on my head. It also helps to have to remove my glasses when getting my hair cut. Everything looks better blurry when you're my age.
Anyway, eventually he was done. And I had exactly the haircut I had asked for. And it was a drastic change. But already it felt wonderful. Neither chlorine nor sweat was going to damage this "do."
So I have been out for the last couple of days loving having short short hair. I spent the day Wednesday with my friend Carleen and she said she loved it. And she wanted the name of the hair cutter. So Allen is being passed around a bit.
I leave here a week from tomorrow. But I already have reservations to come back to a different house next year for January and February. And that house is my first choice of all the properties that this couple owns here in the Laurel Park section of Sarasota. I would not want to stay anywhere else in the state of Florida! So I'm going to soak in the sunshine for one more week before returning to the ice and snow of Virginia. I'm going to need a warm hat!!!
Okay. . . Okay. . .
Pretty and Pixie-esque! Love it, as much as I loved your description of the process. I get that "NO PRODUCT?!?" thing too. Oh, and I don't use a blow-dryer nor a curling iron - never have. This really throws them for a loop.
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