Proper Pampering

I can't change everything in a day but I can change my trailer park trash look.  A haircut has not exactly been on my list of priorities the last 3 months, but the harder it gets to brush my hair the quicker I've added it on my list of things to do asap!  A flyer for 50% off seemed like a calling from the hair gods that watch over a city without masses of Hair Cuttery's or Super Cuts.  I am not high maintanence when it comes to this kind of girly thing, I use up all my high expectations in other areas, paying a lot for a haircut is beyond me or my bank account. But I couldn't resist 50% off, I called and within an hour, Michael my hair genie of Marleybone, was plucking the pink flamingo ornaments from my mane, making me look socially acceptable again.

Armed with his holster of scissors, combs and clips, and no direction from me, he went to work.  While he lightened the burden of my thick unruley hair, a woman filed and painted my nails a sassy shade of red.  Another man asked if he could offer me a glass of wine, cappucino, water?  32 quid isn't bad considering the tagteam efforts to pamper poor students like me.  Places where drinks and style advice are part of the package make me slightly nervous, I wonder if they know I'm wearing 2 pound shoes and refuse to pay more than 3 for hair products?  After an hour, Michael revealed a new and improved, trailer free me.   Thanks to Electric Salon for the free drinks I plan on getting tonight!

Now if only I could find a nice cheap place for my eyebrows, its only a matter of weeks before I look like teen wolf....