The hairdresser

Elina Löwensohn and her gorgeous fringe in the bottom left-hand corner.

Her name is Tamara.  She is about 20 years old, or 19, I can’t really tell.  I just know she’s a lot younger than me.  And she has long brown hair with a fringe.  If I didn’t have a cowlick I’d definitely have a fringe.  I kept the flyer for the movie Simple Men (at left) mostly because I loved Elina Löwensohn’s fringe.  I would get my hair cut in a bob before I grow old if I could have a fringe like hers. 

Anyway, when Tamara asked me “What are we doing with your hair today?”  I threw my hands in the air and said “I dunno, can we just trim two inches off it?”  And she understood what I meant, and didn’t try to talk me out of having two inches cut off, and she combed it into enough sections to satisfy my obsessive-compulsive nature before cutting it.

We chatted about the live snake show in the mall, and I asked if she knew why the three shops out front of the mall were vacant.  She didn’t know, but that was OK, because then she was quite comfortable with CUTTING MY HAIR IN SILENCE… and that meant I could relax and enjoy GETTING MY HAIR CUT IN SILENCE.

What I am trying to say in a long, drawn-out, and roundabout way is that I have found a new hairdresser and her name is Tamara.