It has happened! This is not a drill! I repeat, this is not a drill. For the first time in my life another girl has asked me where I bought my shoes, because she really liked them! I thought this only happened in the movies. Does this mean I’m a real girl now?
I really feel like I’ve made it. So, there are some people I’d like to thank. I’d like to thank my mother for picking out all my clothes. I’d like to thank my father for paying for all my clothes. And I’d like to thank the random girl on the train that liked my shoes. I’m really sorry I had to tell you I bought them in Germany…
Yesterday I wrote a pretty sloppy post. It was a bit disappointing. So today let’s do something different. Remember that one time I joked I’d be writing a FashionFriday? Yeah, that was funny right? You probably know that I know nothing about fashion and don’t care about clothes that much. I hate shopping when I’m the one who has to actually put the clothes on. There’s a reason I only get dressed once a day. It’s not something I enjoy. So why am I writing a FashionFriday? Well probably because it’ll have nothing to do with fashion. I just had this fun experience at the hairdresser today and hair is fashion, right? I just couldn’t think of another title for this post.
My sister and I went to the hairdresser today and realized that our regular hairdresser wasn’t there. It’s always a big gamble to have someone new cut your hair. (Spoiler: My hair turned out fine!)
The thing is we walked in and she was already helping someone else and they were having an intense conversation. I know everyone says that hairdressers are the worst with gossip, but I never really understood what that meant. I do know! They just kept talking and talking. The hairdresser would literally stop cutting my hair to talk. She would just be standing there with my hair between her fingers and the scissors right there, but then decide not to make the cut and instead tell some funny story about her kids. It was amazing. It usually takes 15 minutes to cut my hair. I’m not a talker, but today my sister and I spent a solid hour talking and just waiting for the hairdresser to make another cut. It was fascinating and amazing.
We had an entire discussion about my hair and my sister’s hair. The woman who was there when we came in actually gave me some helpful tips. I mean I know things about these women that I would never tell to a stranger. I don’t know why I wanted to tell you about this, but they really made an impression.
Have a nice Friday.