from Wendy Lyn Watson's Mysteries a la Mode
I've been dressing hair my whole life. Started with my doll babies, did my sisters' hair for date nights, and eventually got my license. My very first job was as a shampoo girl at the Hair Apparent, and that's where I work to this day.
Some folks look down on me because I don't have my high school diploma and working in a beauty parlor isn't exactly saving the world. Those folks can kiss my . . . well, I'm a lady, so I won't finish that thought.
But you get the idea.
See, good hair may not be a matter of life and death, but it's pretty important. A nice cut can make a girl's day, put a little pep in her step and help her face her troubles head-on. A good up-do can make a small town bride in a borrowed dress feel like Cinderella. And I know that a head full of golden highlights has saved at least one marriage in Dalliance, Texas.
Doing good hair takes skill and natural born talent. You shouldn't trust your tresses to just any hack with a pair of shears. Like I always say: dentistry, surgery, and permanent hair color are the three things in this life which you should always have done by a pro. Maybe I'm not curing cancer, but I have a gift for hair and my gift for hair makes people happy.
My job isn't just about hair, though. Standing behind that chair--with my joints aching, my hands stained with Mahogany Maven #45, and perm solution burning my eyes--I wear many hats: therapist, social worker, priest, and life coach. These last couple of years, I've dabbled a bit in police work, too. One of my clients, Tally Jones, has been smack in the middle of a few murder investigations, and I'd like to think I've helped her a bit. I hear stuff, you know?
So all those snooty folks who turn up their noses at my career choice, they can take a flying leap. How many of them have transformed a shy girl into a prom queen, talked a housewife out of an ill-advised affair, and helped solve a murder ... all in one day?
Has a great haircut ever made your day? Has a lousy one brought you low? Do you confide in your hairdresser? Tell all!