"Where do you live? How long have you lived there? What do you do? Seeing anybody? Do you want a family?"
There was a time when I lived on a crappy block in a minute apartment with a crazy, ferret-owning woman and had no boyfriend or gainful employment. Back then, I left the salon defeated and depressed, no matter how smart the hair cut.
You would never get into this kind of conversation with the dude bagging your groceries. So why with a stylist? Can't we just sit in quiet contemplation?
Beyond that, I somehow manage to attract the nuttiest stylist in the salon. Like once, when I worked in our Long Island office, I got my hair cut in the Garden City mall. A perfectly nice older man was assigned to me, and, in my failed attempt to make small talk, I commented sarcastically on the salon's choice of tuning the radio to the John Tesh show. But this guy was missing the irony gene and prattled on for 10 minutes about how wise John Tesh is and what sound advice he gives. I can't believe I put my hair in his hands.
I was encouraged when I walked into the upscale spa in Queens last year. As the stylist washed my hair, she commented, "You've got beautiful eyes."
"Oh thanks!" I said, a little relieved.
"They look just like my ex-husband's," she answered before launching into a rant.
But this latest stylist wasn't all bad -- she talked so much that I barely had to speak. I got a little nervous when she suggested making me look like a rock star -- unless, of course, it had been Crystal Gayle.
So thank you, especially the delurkers, for the advice on the eye circles and artwork. I haven't bought any make-up yet, but we are considering some artwork that I'll show shortly.
In the meantime, here's some progress on my little craft area. I'm so relieved that I finally have a home for the crazy, primary color lapghan that I crocheted several years ago.
I bought shelves at Target, even after the salesman said that they didn't sell them. I had to call my father, the consummate handyman, about 18 times before I felt certain that I was installing them properly. I think I chose the proper anchors but I fear they won't withstand much weight and are mainly just for show.
Curious about what's on the shelves? Click for details via flickr: