Some things, I like to say, are better left to the professionals. Like teaching. And doctoring.
And now, hair cutting.
I have a difficult time with getting my hair cut. I’m pretty sure my mom trimmed my hair as a small kid, and the same lady cut my hair from the third grade until my wedding day. I even drove home from college to have her cut m hair, because she was the only one who understood my cowlicks, my hair’s weird ways of refusing to hold both a curl and a straightening, my baby-fine texture, my scalp’s sensitivity. She saw me through the great DIY highlighting disaster that left me with ORANGE HAIR. We went through a lot together.
And then I moved 1000 miles away, where all our friends were also transplants, where I worked with a bunch of dudes. How was I supposed to find a good stylist? How would any stylist be as good as Joan? So I went to MasterCuts and kept to simple styles. And other women always seem shocked, but seriously, MasterCuts can give you long layers or a classic bob as well as anywhere, don’t hate. But after a while with MasterCuts, I began to feel that trimming my hair would be easy enough for me to do myself. Or better yet, since I can’t reach or see the back of my head very well, for Jon to do! He can even cut a straight line better than I can! So today we decided to try it… Continue reading “better left to the pros”