Today feels like the appropriate day to discuss one particular reason I loving doing hair! Why? because it’s my best boyfriends birthday. And what does his birthday have to do with my career? Well it was a haircut that started it all (not my career, our friendship).
It was this time of year in either 2007 or 2008, I can’t remember. I was one of the cheapest haircuts at Green Peridot Salon (Now: DreamState Salons) in Tallahassee, Fl. I had moved to Tallahassee to go Florida State, even though my plan was to do hair. Logan called Green Peridot for an appointment because he’d been referred by a friend. He ended up in my chair because I was cheap. I instantly had a crush on him, so much so that I got flustered and forgot to give him my card. Thankfully, the front desk picked up my slack and gave it to him for me.
Four weeks later he returned to my chair! It didn’t take too long before we had plans to go see The Dark Knight. I had officially fallen in friend love. (He had previously told me to read Twilight, and I finally learned that Logan and I would never be in romantic love.) We would however, fall into the best friendship love ever.
It all started with a haircut. What if he had ended up in someone else’s chair? What if he had hated the haircut I gave him? Thankfully, he ended up in my chair and loved the cut.
The picture above, is not the first haircut I ever gave Logan, but it was certainly from the beginning. It’s a terrible quality photo, because I took it with a children’s, hello kitty, digital camera (thats another story for another day).
Being a hairstylist is not just about cutting or coloring hair. It’s also about connecting with people. Listening to people. Understanding people. Loving people. Being patient with people. And learning from people. It’s about being able to understand someone else’s vision, combine it with your vision and expertise. Then create something just right, for them, to wear for 6 weeks that makes them feel on top of the world.
Some of the dearest people I know, I met because they sat in my chair.
One of my best friends on the planet, I met because he sat in my chair.
I love doing hair, because, as infuriating as the human race can be at times, I absolutely love people! I love hearing peoples stories, peoples journeys and adventures. I love hearing of peoples growth. I love sharing in peoples happiness and sadness. I find a great deal of joy in connecting with people and understanding people. I absolutely live for building relationships. All the while, I get to practice my craft, my art, for a piece they will wear everyday for 6 weeks.
I have learned more from the people sitting in my chair than I will ever begin to explain. From the 13 year old girl going to the 8th grade dance, to the 71 year old woman headed to the hospital with her dog to visit patients. To the 23 year old guy (Logan) who loves fashion, music and football equally. (Music might have taken the lead by now, but thats beside the point)
On the other side of this coin, some of my dearest friends are people I also would have never met had I not done hair. Why?because some of my most treasured friends are people I worked with or for. And more friendship love was born, over mixing a bowl of color. Because only another hairstylist fully gets being a hairstylist. You learn so much from each other.
Those are simply A FEW of the moments and the people, I thank my career for.
I wouldn’t have met French (photo above) had I not met Logan. and I wouldn’t have met Logan if I wasn’t a hairstylist.