Today I had my hair cut by our little town's legendary stylist, Lebron. Quite an experience. The conversation went something like this:
Lebron: You tell me what you want, then I'll tell you what I think.
Me: Short, angled long in the front with lots of layers.
Lebron: (pausing, squinting, looking, deep in thought) Yes, yes, I think we can do that.
I am a little curious what happens when we can't do that. What kind of cut would I have gotten instead? I get the feeling that when you see Lebron, you aren't really a customer so much as you are his work of art. Whatever works, though. He is fabulous.
3 comments:
If it does not work I'm sure he will tell you it looks fabulous!!!!
Two snaps in a circle, guuuuuurl. lebron DOES sound fabulous! ;)
OMG, I am so jealous. You went to Lebron. I haven't had a Lebron cut in 12 years or so. And I need one.
Aunt Cathy just saw him the last time she visited Katie and she hadn't been able to see him in 15 yrs. She said she hadn't had a good cut that whole time. I believe it girl.
I have meant to schedule a pilgrimage to LAF just to see him.
I just need to do it. Soon too. He stays so booked.
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