A Good Hair Day

Any woman will tell you that a good hairstylist is hard to find.  There’s so much more to it than simply cutting hair.  Being well-coiffed can put the bounce back in your step, as well as your curls.  The relationship between a woman and her stylist is sacrosanct.

Some women will even book appointments months in advance.  They will drive for hours or even fly long distances to see their stylist.

I am not ashamed to admit that I am one of these women.  I have known Katie for years, and I have yet to be disappointed.  Katie comes to our house in a special van outfitted as her own salon, and her prices are fantastic.  I have flown from Texas to Florida, and even made the 11 hour drive down from Tennessee.  You can’t put a price on looking good, and my dog’s brown tresses are no exception.

Yes, that’s right.  Katie is my dog groomer.  After taking a chance in Nashville and paying nearly $80 for someone to shave my long haired cocker spaniel, I hopped in the car and literally came crying to Katie.   She fixed Riley up and even wrote out idiot-proof instructions for the next groomer.  Our next groomer (in what has become a revolving door of doggie stylists) followed these rules and Riley looked fantastic.  However, no one can really hold a candle to Katie.

As you may have guessed, no expense is spared when it comes to Riley’s health and happiness.   Yes, I’m one of those dog people.  I  actually have pet insurance.  However, being a baby lawyer in a recession (read: with no job and actively looking nationwide) means that I cut my hair every six months (as compared to Riley, who has her hair cut every six weeks … which I am stretching out further until my job prospects improve).   I fully acknowledge that I am way too attached to my dog, and I accept it.  I mean, it could be so much worse:

I could be a crazy cat lady.

However, my “dog first” mantra came to a brief pause this past week when I came to the realization that I hadn’t cut my hair since July.   So I made an appointment at the local Aveda Institute, and  about 120 minutes (and $12 later, plus tip)  later, voile!  I no longer felt compelled to pull my overgrown locks into a ponytail or a messy bun.  I also felt my mood improve about ten-fold.   It’s amazing what a fresh haircut will do for the soul!

Being a recessionista (dog expenses excepted), I have been going to cosmetology schools  for years to get my hair cut.  If you have  about two hours to kill for a basic trim, you can be treated to an inexpensive and professional hair cut by a student who is supervised by an experienced teacher.  Over the years, I’ve gotten my hair cut at schools owned by Aveda, Paul Mitchell, Graham Webb, and others.  I have often gotten better haircuts from these students than many so-called professionals … at a fraction of the price. Granted, you could pay more and be out the door in half the time.  But there’s a Zenlike  feeling that comes over me while I am sitting in that chair and having someone fuss over me, not to mention something slightly altruistic about helping a student hone their craft.

Bottom line: Getting your hair cut at a cosmetology school is a great way to save money and zone out for a bit.  With the price and frequency of my dog’s hair cuts, I can’t afford not to save where I can.

To all the dog lovers out there: What are some of the great lengths you have gone to in the name of puppy love?

Being a loved dog is tiring work.

Serving up craft ideas, event ideas, and general dry wit, Abbey enjoys travel, cooking, and spending time with family, friends, and her cocker spaniel. She also has a collection of license plates reflecting the several states where she has resided. If you have a question about, well, anything, Abbey can usually find the answer. She loves planning trips, volunteer work, crafting, cooking, and learning new things to share with the Live Pretty audience.

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