It's not you, it's your hair

Hands down, I had the best hair dresser in San Francisco. Her name was Brenda and she knew exactly how to make my hair look great. The great part wasn’t even how my hair looked, but I could go to Brenda and not think about what I wanted. She took my likes my dislikes and with minimal explanation could create a masterpiece out of my hair. She understood that my thick hair was shrub, and you kind of had to hack away at it like a bush to make it look good. My hair is deceptively thick and you have to get into the underbrush and thin it out. But she knew how to beautifully coif my shrubbery.

She was brilliant with color and highlights as well. I have a picture of me holding my son from behind and he is looking over my shoulder and after I get done admiring his adorable little face, I look at those highlights and exclaim, “Damn she was good”. I had panic attacks when she went on maternity leave. Before we moved into San Francisco I would commute into the city to see her. When we moved into the city we moved less than three blocks away from her salon. Two years later when we moved 40 minutes away from the city, I still commuted to see her. We were together for 5 fabulous years. And then she dropped me.

Well she dropped everybody, she was quitting her natural born gift of hairdressing to go back to school and be with her son. I guess I understand, I do wish Brenda all the best, it’s just that she was just that damn good. I took it hard. I can honestly say I practically grieved. It is so hard to find someone that does your hair without having to bring photos, color samples, and detailed diagrams for it to turn out decently. She understood hair.

Eventually I moved on and found Priscilla in our area, she does a pretty good job, but she was no Brenda. She was just starting to understand that my hair equals shrubbery analogy and she was almost getting it. My layers were a little blocky, but we could work on it.

I called today to make an appointment for my husband because his head needs a trim and Priscilla has left the salon. She left?!?!? Now we have to start the search all over again. I thought Priscilla and I were really starting to build something together and then she leaves, without some much as even a call. It’s so hard to search through the see of stylists and bad hairdo’s to find another Brenda. Should I put out a want ad?

“Woman with shrub head seeks caring, good, psychic hair stylist. You should be an absolute artist when it comes to color and highlights. Must be willing to cut the hair of husband whose dome needs careful care of remaining hair follicles. We tip well, I mean really well”.