28
May
Hairdresser love.
Nothing is worse than losing a hairdresser after 20 years. Every girl knows that sinking feeling when you lose your shear genius. After suffering some bad haircuts, I re-found Peter, whom I’d known a decade before… and he delivered big-time. His background as an architecture student and a chef informs his work. I’ve never been so grateful to have a man’s hands on my head. (I also carry his card around with me for people who ask ‘Who does your hair?’)
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