So I got a Dear John letter in the mail the other day from my hair stylist, telling me she was moving to another salon. I would follow her, but it's way too far away. I already was driving 30-40 minutes to get to her as it was. I cried a bit, but then listened to 'I Will Survive' by my sweet lady Gloria Gaynor and I immediately felt better. I had to move on. The time was now.
I sprung into action and called a local hair salon 5 minutes down the street from where I live. I called and asked if anyone had time for a fast appointment - I just wanted bangs.
The amazing girl on the phone told me to come in and I'd have an appointment with Shawn, that same day. Like 30 minutes after I made the call. Nice.
You guys... I had a hair stylist rebound. A rebound! And you know what? I think I found my new stylist. On a rebound. Life is good.
So I had an amazing visit with Shawn, my new stylist. She is lovely and great and nice and gets my humor. She laughed at things I said. She fixed my bangs, and then addressed my Keith Urban mullet, and totally fixed it. I now think I love my hair again. It's been a long time.
We have another date on March 14th. I can't wait. What will I wear?
Can you believe it?! I broke up/got dumped by my former hair stylist and I found a new one all in 2 days!! On a rebound. A rebound.