There, I said it, feels good to get it out in the open. Now before we go any further, let me clarify that I'm absolutely NOT talking about my husband. I'm talking about a relationship with a hairstylist.
I bounce around from hairstylist to hairstylist all the time. I had one for a few years, but time after time of her being late, the straw that broke the camels back was when she was 45 minutes late on my wedding day.
Maybe it's because I've never found anyone I'm totally smitten with? Or maybe it's because I'm cheap and will just go to whoever can give me the best price. Or maybe I'm just protecting myself against the inevitable break up that all women and and their stylist go through.
I have a friend on twitter who was talking about having to part ways after 20 years with the same stylist. He just wasn't getting it and her style was really dated and she couldn't get him to get current.
I also can't commit to one hair style either, although that's simply because I get bored!
Let's take a look down memory lane shall we?
(October 2008, long enough to pull back)