My New Cut

Here I am, a week before my 26th Birthday, I wandered over to the Arno river this morning and found the Jean Louis David Hair Salon. I walked in and met Oliver. Spoke rather good inglese and we were off to back of salon. I sat down let him know what I wanted and he continued to tell me he thinks he should do a hair treatment to make my hair more shiny. Why not?

He washed and massaged my head for what seemed like 45 minutes. He kept coming and going because he had other clients. But he kept saying, "I'll be right back, darling, thank you."

Finally it was my turn. He said, "You don't worry, I will make you beautiful." Ok, I said, smiling, kind of nervous.

We talked a lot and all of a sudden, he was done. "Don't move", he said, "one last touch".

He sprayed some kind of hair spray or shine. He asked, "How do you like it?"

"Well it is different," I said, Touching my soft tresses.

"You came to me for something different, that is why people buy new clothes, to be different." He said, smiling and winking.

He kissed me goodbye, saying how beautiful I looked and glad I stopped in.

While I was waiting on the sink in the back of the salon, familiar songs were playing. Like Juanes, La Camisa Negra, and Tiziano Ferro, I forget the name of that one. Both from my friend Tina. They reminded me of her and sitting there I was thinking, "Change is good, why not".

So there I am, a NEW ME for my 26th coming up on 18th Marzo.

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