we seen the movie. it’s timeless. it’s a fan favorite. legally blonde. remember Paulette Bonafonte? The snazzy hair dresser? She is needed on a global scale. Let me explain.
I should mention that I am more partial to the musical so if I get the quotes wrong, look to the Broadway soundtrack.
I need a hair stylist that cares. That gets it. But on deeper level. Remember when Elle told Paulette to [make her a brunette] and Paulette put a stop to that garbage immediately?
“Honey! You’re a genetic lotto win! Do you know the number #1 reason behind all hair decisions? Love.”
Okay well, it’s not love for me, persé. I mean, maybe. we’ll see.
…it’s growing up with hair trauma. im adopted into a white family and my mom, god bless her, she did her best. follow me because we will definitely circling back to this later in another private book.
HAIR is part of someone’s identity. Whether you have hair or your don’t, it’s the top of your head and it makes a statement. So why am I forced to connect with someone just because they know how to do my hair?
“What is it this time? A boy, career, or childhood trauma?” says the sarcastic but sweet hair stylist I have invented in my head, says to me, as I walk into her salon dramatically ready for a change.
I hear that “hairapy” is a thing but the last consultation I went to, the guy essentially threw me in a chair and asked me what products I use.
I wanna go deep, bro. 😭
I have 3c hair, and I don’t wrap it at night, I don’t have a silk pillow, I went from the aforementioned childhood trauma to straightening it constantly to finally accepting my curls but they are always tied up BECAUSE I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO. My knowledge consists of: use a lot of conditioner, use a diffuser, use gel on your flyaways.
If you go into any natural salon, if you don’t know something, you get eye rolls and side eyes from every direction. I have been there multiple times and I cringe at the memory.
I need to feel good when I enter a salon, not feel like I’m entering a shark tank. I always dread going to the salon. Shouldn’t it be the opposite?
I want to go on this journey to loving my hair but I can’t trust a hair stylist that doesn’t get me on personal level, you know? A hair cut represents your personality, right? Imagine getting your haircut by someone who doesn’t know you or atleast want to get to know you? You know? Is it just me???
I hate los angeles.
(Hopeful sidenote:)
if you are my Paulette, drop a pin, bitch because i dont know how else i am to find you if you are reading this post. I havent had any luck up to now.
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