My Inner Fabulous

Yesterday on my lunch hour I decided to get all gussied up so I went and got my hair done. When I think of getting my hair done I think of little old ladies with blue hair sitting under a row of hair dryers reading the Weekly World News. I did not go to this sort of place. I went to one of these places you only find in Manhattan the music was loud people were dancing all the stylists had names like Diva and Sparkle. It was almost like being in a night club except everyone was overly nice and you can always find a seat.

My stylist Diva was a life coach/stylist. She talked to me about making me fabulous and bringing out my inner beauty and before I knew it I was having chemicals poured on my head and was undergoing the most expensive hair quaffing I had ever encountered. Just one thing I told Diva please don't make it too far away from my regular color I don't have the time to deal with roots. And I only have an hour I'm on my lunch. She agreed (of course darling) and off I went to find my inner beauty my inner fabulous!

So I sat and sat until I could no longer feel my scalp. Wave and Shimmer (can you tell they were stylists too) came and complimented my red glowing tingling scalp delighting over the wonderful color I had in store. The clock ticked away and as the chemicals burned a molten pathway to my brain I realized I only had 10 min left of my lunch hour. I grabbed Star Bright and asked her to find Diva. I needed to go. I was late. You can't rush color they said. Finally after and hour and a half I was washed and cut and I looked and there was the lushest, deepest, RED hair I had ever seen. But but I stammered...I'm not a red head my roots will show in about 20 min. Yes it sure will! She replied isn't it great!

I walked back into work 45min late with a glowing red scalp glowing red hair and still looking for the fabulous new me. Maybe those little old ladies have the right idea after all.