When I lived in Texas,
THE. WORLD'S. BEST. HAIRSTYLIST.
Seriously - I'm not kidding.
I paid a lot for him,
but everytime I left the salon I felt like a million bucks
and the haircuts lasted forever
and they were easy to style
and oh, how I loved my Scott.
And when we moved to UT seven years ago now,
I convinced myself not to fret -
that I'd find another stylist soon enough.
Seven years later,
I'm still searching for the perfect person.
I have a great friend who takes care of me
most of the time,
but she is really really busy
and I feel like I'm inconveniencing her,
so I keep searching.
I try one - they cut it nothing like I wanted it.
I try another, they can't cut hair like mine.
I've about given up.
I found someone who I think is gonna be good.
And here is the result:
if I can just perfect the styling of it...