I've jumped around a lot from salon to salon in NYC --from super expensive to fairly cheap -- and only rarely being blown a way (pun intended) with my experience. As a busy New Yorker, (aren't we all?) I am always looking for a stylist who won't break the bank.
I'd say that around 70% of the hair-related pins I see in my feed are short, spiky, pixie-style cuts with comments like "Someday I'll work up the nerve" and "Love this look, but just can't pull it off." Short hair, wishful thinking.
Her new "baby blonde" look, Canale predicts, will "be the hot color for holiday," and was created by removing the gold tones to bring in "the lightest and brightest in soft tones -- a light, pale blonde."
My hair was my shield, my distractor and my secret weapon. Who needed to dress up when my waves were cascading over my shoulders and down my back, diverting attention from my makeup-free face or less-than-appropriate attire?
For many, August feels like the month of last hurrahs -- squeezing in a few more barbecues, beaches, and weekend getaways before Labor Day and that old "Back to School" mentality sneak in to end our summer fun.
"Bernard," he says. "Yes," I reply, immediately snapping to attention, not wanting to miss a pearl of wisdom that he might impart to me this day. "You're voting for Obama, right," posed not so much as a question but more like an admonition.