Well, it’s been awhile since I’ve posted a blog post.  Thanks for all those whom all nudged me to get going.  Today I decided it was time to go out and get my haircut.  The last one I had was back in June (I know…I know…way too long literally).  I realized when I was pulling my hair back into a ponytail each day that the time had reached a critical point.  Ponytails are great every now and then, but they kind of kill the sexy feeling if you wear them every day.

I know I’m going to sound woo-woo, but hey I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t.  Today I decided to tell the Universe what I wanted: a hairdresser who could cut extra thick long blonde hair into long layers beautifully without talking much.  What can I say, I really enjoy not having to answer questions while I am getting pampered.  Unlike most women who go to the hairdressers I really don’t like to talk at all.  Zip.  Nada.  Zilch on the talking.

So, after asking for what I desired I grabbed my coat, and headed out to the 11 million populated deep city of London.  I had zero clue of where I was going to get my hair done, but I knew my intuition would lead me to the perfect one.  After roaming around the local part of East London I decided to get on the train and head to Stratford (where they are holding the 2012 Olympics).

As I roamed around the Stratford Center I discovered a little shop where they did eyebrow threading instead of waxing.  Now, I don’t know about you gals, but I have never ever heard of this prior to today.  Threading is an ancient Indian art of using thread to shape the eyebrows instead of using wax or tweezers.  Well, I took the plunge and had my first threading experience.  I must say it was quicker than waxing and tweezing.  It was almost painless, and besides having to walk around the mall for an hour with red eyebrows I highly recommend it.  Let me know about your experience with it.  I’m definitely going to get it done again when its time.  Much faster and painless verses me doing it myself.

After getting my eyebrows threaded I walked by a salon, and heard “This is the one!”  I went in and booked my appointment for today at 3pm, and went off to kill time afterwards.  I had lunch at the local Pizza Hut in which all the servers were extra friendly to me.   I don’t know if I just had that aura around me of “Be nice to her, she’s recharging” or “OMG! That lady has red eyebrows, lets be nice to her.” Either way it was fun to get treated extra special as I went out on the town for my recharge day.  After pizza and a salad I looked at the clock, and saw it was still 30 minutes early.  However, I decided that I was just going to head back to the salon.  I figured, worse case scenario would be I had to wait for my appointment.

Well as luck or intuition would have it, as I opened the door to the salon the gal finished up with her last client, and invited me that moment to sit in the chair.  Wow!  I love it when I follow my gut feeling and it turns out!  As I sat down she asked me what I desired, and went right to work on it without talking except to verify what she was doing was to my liking.  Perfect!  Meanwhile, the barber to my right was talking about the show Medium and how much he enjoyed psychic shows.  Part of me wanted to say “Oh, me too.  I love that stuff so much that I even became one.” However, this was a day that I just wanted to be known as that American girl who waited too long to get her haircut.  Today, I kept my psychic card in my pocket, and delightfully received my first London haircut.  Feels good to pamper myself after waiting so long.