After a couple of exhausting weeks closing, packing, moving, and unpacking, I was ready to get a haircut/color. My dear friend Anne recommended her niece and I thought I would give her a try. Hairstylists are like doctors and dentists…you always need a referral. These are not people you Google.
Steph was not only very nice, kind, and talented, she treated me like I was a darn celebrity in Beverly Hills. I kid you not. I cannot remember the last time I was so spoiled and not maxing out a credit card.
I threw ideas out for a color and cut, and we found something that was fun and edgy, out of my comfort zone. Not crazy, but not conservative mom either. While the color is processing, I’m not only treated to beverages and good magazines that aren’t from six months ago, but also to a warm neck pillow/massage thingy. It was great.
Then came the shampoo. This is not the typical pour it on and rinse it out. It’s a scalp massage and ton of lather that would put most people to sleep. Then came the towel over the eyes and the hand massages. I was now falling into a deep coma. I kept thinking, “Am I in Eden Prairie, or at the Ritz Carlton in New York?”
We get so wrapped up in taking care of everyone else in our lives, we forget that we need to take care and spoil ourselves once in awhile. There’s nothing wrong with making time to relax and focus on our insides and stop worrying about everything on our outsides.
I am so looking forward to my next appointment…a moment to feel like a pampered celeb without the sky-high price tag.
Confused Woman! 
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