I couldn’t take in anymore. Having hair in the summer heat just sucks. Plus, I was no longer looking my usual devilishly attractive self.
So on the way home for lunch today, I stopped at Hair Ideas, Inc., newly reopened.
Thus endeth the protest.
Quite an operation they’ve got there. Two barbers, several stylists, a nice waiting area. I also love the fact that it’s located right amidst private residences and just a block from our house, corner of Iberville and North Rendon. Mixed use rules.
I’m not sure — didn’t ask — but I think I may have been their first Caucasian customer, at least in their new post-flood incarnation. One never knows how such haircuts will turn out, because black people and white people have substantially different hair, or so I’ve been told. But that’s half the fun, isn’t it? I’m proud to be a tonsorial race traitor, and as it turns out Quentin did a fine job. Not exactly what I had in mind, but I think I can work with him.
Furthermore I was made to feel welcome and encouraged to tell my friends. So here you go, friends. Call 821-4474 for your appointment.
Make sure you wear sunscreen.
I felt like an idiot running around trying to find someone who cuts “white hair” in Dominica. Now my husband mostly cuts my hair. My home cut hair fits well with my no makeup and sandals. I have recently learned to buzz Mr. Wizard’s hair, much like your cut. Yep, it is the perfect hot and humid cut!
I hope Mr. Clapton has not betrayed the cause in the same disgraceful fashion.