Adventures and hairstyling are words that have no business together in the same sentence, yet that is what I am about to embark upon today.
It can take time to find the right hairdresser. When I moved here to the Pacific Northwest last summer, I was blessed have success on my second try. My first trip to the hairdresser down here, well, let's just say it was enough to have me consider regular trips back home to get my hair done.
Then I met Nadine. She wasn't one of those gossipy girls that I've observed, she had just the right blend of conversation and silence. We got to know about each other's families and she always remembered to ask after them. Her memory about certain things that I had shared with her on previous visits was astounding.
Oh yes, and her hair styling capabilities were magical! She understood how to deal with my double crown and receding forehead. She knew how to make my straight hair find body it never knew it had. The style is so quick and easy for me to style in the mornings. My hair has looked wonderful since I met Nadine!
Imagine my fear last week when I called for an appointment and was told that Nadine had left. Oh they referred me to another stylist who is taking her clients, but I'm not sure it will be the same. I'm preparing myself for a period of bad hair.
This is one more area of stress that I wasn't counting on right now. Stay tuned for more on this hair raising adventure.......