I know this reads like the beginning of an agony aunt letter, and well it basically is. It is a confession of sorts, a love letter and an apology all rolled into one.
Last month I cheated on my hairdresser, and honestly the guilt is just too much! Being the MD of a well-known beauty PR agency I do often get invited to try some amazing products and services but I have always been very clear that no one touches my hair except for my beloved hairdresser, Emily.
But last month, I wanted a colour change, and when one of the best, well respected colour artists in the region asked if I would like her to do my hair I couldn’t say no.
The results were great but during the whole process I had a terrible niggling feeling that I was doing something terribly wrong. I couldn’t shake the feeling that what I was doing was highly inappropriate. How was I going to explain my actions to Emily, would she understand, would she forgive me?
You see, the relationship between a woman and her hairdresser is a sacred one, isn’t it. Once you find The One you never look back. Emily knows what I’m thinking about my hair before I do, she is honest but considerate, she sends me ideas for my next cut in advance and importantly always tells me I look great! I feel so comfortable in her presence, always at ease and never fearful of what I’ll look like when the towel comes off. Some women don’t even feel this way about their actual life partners!
For those of you that have seen Fleabag the hair is everything skit which goes something like Hair is everything! “It’s the difference between a good day and a bad day, Hair is everything!” This resonated with me so much, and if I believe (which I do) that hair is everything, then my hairdresser is everything too.
So this is an apology letter to you Emily, I vow to never cheat on you again….apart from the fact you are now on maternity leave and my hair looks like a scarecrow’s nest but I don’t think I can go through the pain of cheating again so I’ll just have to keep rocking this look until you are back!