Recently, I shared about a really hard break up that I recently went through. It was incredibly tough, and for quite some time I was in denial. I knew she had left me….I knew it was over…but I wasn’t sure I could move on.
Suddenly the dreaded day came when my roots began to show, and though the heartache hadn’t completely healed, I knew it was time to move on. I couldn’t sit and sulk any longer. It wasn’t what Aviva would want of me anyway. She’d want me to be happy. To move on. To find new love.
And so, I placed the call and made plans for my first date.
When the day came, I found myself a little nervous. It was a combination of first date jitters mixed with excitement about possible new love.
As I stared into the abyss of my closet, I couldn’t help but obsess about what to wear. Super trendy to show my style or relaxed and no fuss to show I can be low maintenance? I opted for a maxi dress and a hanes tank. A little style with a little relaxed. I carefully applied my makeup, taking my time to make it all just right.
On the drive there, I found myself wondering….what if she didn’t like me? What if her hair was orange and she thought that was a suitable shade of blonde? What if she had just graduated from Beauty School and I was one of her first clients? Or….what if…and I sudder even thinking about it, what if we didn’t have anything to talk about? Would I instead awkwardly read a book or a magazine and never know the person who was making me, me?
As it turned out, she was the cutest one in the salon. In fact, as I made myself comfortable in her chair, I decided her hair was just what I wanted.
Ya, can you say crazy stalker first time client? Oh well, she was cute and I wanted to be too.
Thankfully, we had lots to talk about, and really we didn’t have too much awkward talk. Although, I did feel that I mentioned Aviva a little more than I needed too. I likened it to being out with a new guy and talking about your ex a little too much. Whatever…I have issues. Like you don’t.
All in all, I left there a very happy girl, with awesome blonde hair that I never even knew I wanted.
So, the lesson learned?
While nobody can ever replace your first love, sometimes your second love can be just as sweet.
And I will live happily ever after…unless she moves away too.
© 2009 “Le Musings of Moi”
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Do we get a picture of the new ‘do? Glad you find someone good. I loved this line best: “Whatever…I have issues. Like you don’t.” My hairdresser moved and I don’t think I got my haircut for a good 8 months. Then she came back, and all was well with the world again.
My hairdresser just had a baby, so she’s out for a few months. I had to find a stand-in last week. I felt a little dirty about it, no lie. It was like a one night stand or something(I wouldn’t really know how that feels, but I can imagine)! I (temporarily)feel your pain, my friend.
Where’s a pic of the new locks, lady?!
This is such a great, sweet post! At 1st I wasn’t sure what you were talking about but then I read the old post and it all made sense!! 🙂
xxx
Would love the see the new ‘do! I lost my best two stylists many years ago. The first one I had was in Savannah and she was phenomenal. When we moved to Richmond I actually went back to see her, but it proved too expensive after a few visits. I sulked and dealt with the roots until I found a new stylist. She was also gifted and I was so happy with her. Then the dang salon owner did a renovation and couldn’t afford it and raised all the prices almost double. That was another devastating break-up. I have gone 7 years with no highlights or special haircut. I was too nervous, scared, or cheap. I met a mom in my son’s class and she had great hair. I just asked her about it and she gave me her stylist’s name. I went to her and I am super happy. She did just what I wanted and it’s perfect. Now I have someone I can trust and can make me feel pretty. I’ve heard that the eyes are the window to the soul, I think it is the hair. It is always the first thing I notice and judge on anyone. Take care.
-Kiki
hahaha this is awesome…i love your closing line.
“While nobody can ever replace your first love, sometimes your second love can be just as sweet.”
So true in so many aspects 🙂
Where’s the pic?
I had major withdrawls when I moved from las Vegas to Rhode Island. I loved my stylist and it took me a long time to find someone good out here. They still aren’t as good as she was, but they’ll do. :o)
Glad you found someone who can make you happy…you deserve it =)
I agree with Sherri…we really must see a picture of your new love!
I so know what you mean. I have been desperately searching for the new hairdresser for the last couple of years. Three weeks ago, I finally met her. I can now breathe easier. 🙂
I’m glad you liked her!
I am so glad that you found someone. There is nothing like a good stylist that makes your feel awesome and gives you something that you never knew you wanted.
Pictures will come on Fashion Friday!!! =)
So CUTE!
At first I was a little confused, thought you were coming out of the closet…LOL! Well, really, you can’t blame me for that!!
I love the way this was written! Fabulous! And you got a new do too!!
Sorry I haven’t stopped by in awhile, I’ve been slacking! 🙂
Ah, sounds like you have had much better luck than I have. I think I have JUST NOW found my second love since I moved away from my lover girl.
It only took 2 years, fried hair, and the need for anger management classes, but I think there now.
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I’m so glad that your story had a happy ending!!! I think I would curl up in a ball and cry for a while if my hairdresser moved. But yes, the roots eventually do prod us to move on!
lol …adorable!
As someone who gets her hair cut at Great Clips, I really cannot relate to this post … but I”m glad it is working out for you! : )
I am still looking for my love!