My hair is holding up surprisingly well. I wondered about it, given that 10 weeks ago or so I said to Chris, "I think that Allison doesn't know that I know that she is growing my hair out. I think she thinks I don't know. But I know." Then 5 weeks ago I confronted her about it, and she confessed.
She noted that with my stupid curl and Sally from the Peanuts like wave of my bangs, that growing it longer would ensure that if my flat iron blew up in Europe, I could still blow dry my bangs straight.
She was completely right, and this is why when I win the lottery, she will be on retainer for $150K a year to do my hair every day.
If you don't love your stylist and trust them implicitly, you are missing something very important in life.
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