For the last really long time, the entire American world of clothes,
beauty and dentistry have conspired against us. Every morning I wake
up, look in the mirror and plotz that I have no teeth. I look again and
plotz that I have stupid hair. I go to my closet and plotz again that
all my clothes are lame. And then all day Karen and I text each other
about the conspiracy. That whole one of us has cancer thing is a tiny
issue on the scale of complaints when we're both unhappy with our HAIR.
Our bad hair has not been by any fault of our own. We've tried explaining. Karen would say NO RED! and she'd get red! I'd say NO RED! and I'd get red. A few weeks later we'd return to the salon, both with RED hair and the stylist would look baffled, make notes and try again. Two weeks later the red would came back as well as the furious texting between seesters. This went on for months. And during those months, I had a soccer mom hair cut. A 1977 soccer mom hair cut with a red tint that 2 weeks later turned into Joan Jett and David Cassidy's love child. There's nothing wrong with that type of hair cut and color if that is who you are. That's not who I am. Before each hair cut I'd explain what I wanted (and usually with photos of ME with my dream hair in the past) but that didn't work. It's not like I was showing photos of Heather Locklear and saying make me her! WTF?
So, I lay down at my desk wept until all the angels flying between here and Canada could hear me. As I was tossing tear soaked tissues into the garbage, I heard the voice of a Canadian Stylist speak to me: I will be there to fix you. TRUST!
And so I did. And so he did. And he brought makeup and candy!
Jake Surette of Studio by Jake came and fixed me. I am whole again! My hair looks cool blowing in the wind (soccer mom hair blew but not in a good way) and I can do a good impersonation of Cher and Joan Jett's love child (bye, bye David Cassidy too short top layers!).
My hair looks so much better that I forgot about my ugly clothes, missing teeth, and that sister with cancer thing. That is a powerful drug. Now we need to get Karen some of Jake's magic.
You could try sitting at your computer and crying and maybe angels will hear you or you can contact Studio by Jake if you are in Toronto. He comes to LA often so I bet he'd fit you in to his schedule (right after me and Karen).Or, you can follow Studio By Jake on twitter.
I've been away from the mirror for 23 minutes now. That's way too long.
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