A week ago while I was in the middle of my photography course I got a call on my cell phone – Sara. “Did you have an appointment to get your hair done,” she asked. My hairdresser had called my home when I didn’t show up. And, yes, I completely forgot the appointment.
Monday, I arranged to send her a small bouquet of flowers. I know what it is like to be stood up for an appointment!
Today, I was fortunate enough to get to see her. I needed to badly. My grey was really showing and what woman wants her grey to show. I guess I shouldn’t be so vain but if I went grey it would add at least a good ten years to my appearance and it would look mousey and blah.
She always offers me coffee while I sit waiting for the colour to take effect. With cream. Probably whitener most times. But today – there was a shot of Baileys in there. Delicious.