So I go, and he sees me gets excited cause I haven't been in in 3 months, gives me a hug, and brings me over to the sink. So we're washing and talking, I get the fabulous neck massage (the reason I tip him so well), and he asks what I want to do. So I point out the most apparent hair faux pas happening toward the frontal region of my head, he stares, and then I say, "Well I don't really care, just not too short." Then he says "Ok.....can I have fun?" "Of course!" He's Tyler, the god of all hair art, him having fun, equals complete fabulousity on my head. So we're talking and next thing I know, he's in the zone. Can't hear a word I'm saying, and my hair continues to get shorter, and shorter....but at the same time more and more amazing. It was impressive. I was surprised at how short he took it, but let's be honest...I'm in love. With my hair...and maybe Tyler because of his ability to make me look so darn good. Here are the pictures:
cute! Looks great!
ReplyDeleteyou were always gorgeous, but you look so amazing!!! i must meet this fabulous tyler...
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