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A Trip to the Beauty Shop

Wednesday, August 1st, 2007 | Random Thoughts

There’s a beauty school in downtown Culver City. It’s a place where they train students to cut and dye hair, do manicures, pedicures, and facials. I’ve walked by the school many times, and have considered getting my hair cut there. So, today, I thought I’d go for it. After all, if the cut is too awful, at least I won’t have to face a classroom of 8th graders in the morning!

When I walked into the school, I noticed a funny smell. It was quite warm and there were students (all women) everywhere. However, between my visit to Kenya and various trips to Mexico, it’s going to take a lot more than a funny smell and heat to prevent me from a new experience!

The gal who cut my hair was named Irma. She spoke very little English. I told her my Spanish was “muy mal,” but we chatted a bit here and there. I found out that she has “tres ninos” and that they range in age from “diez” to “diecisiete.” Her family is from Mexico. She was a very kind lady and even taught me a few things in Spanish.

The haircut itself was very pleasant (even if it did take an hour from start to finish). I figured a simple long-layers cut can’t be too difficult for students confident enough to cut hair on a head attached to a body (I’ve never seen so many manikin heads in my life!). The hair washing was very nice too. Irma was very thorough and gentle.

I have to say, a shampoo, conditioner, haircut, and an exciting new experience was well worth my $11.

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