I have always wondered who takes care of a princess' hair when she gets married. She is already gracious and elegant and in any other way that a little (or not so little) girl would like to be and look like. And there comes the special day when the prince arrives on a white horse. Then, the princess looks even better. I stop wondering how that is possible. As a little girl, there is no fairy or princess I didn't like.
There are days when it is hard for me to imagine I am a princess. I feel more likely like the frog and I hope I will al least turn into a prince. That is the kind of day when my hair looks really bad.
There are not too many things to do in a day like that. I wash it and for a short period, it seems to be better. But then I am supposed to style it somehow. My headband doesn't always help. The mess is still obvious. Some styling mousse makes the disaster look stuck, so there is no improvement. I open the closet and look for a hat. It's ok to wear one while cleaning my house. It's also fine to get out with my hair covered. But wearing one in the office it is a bit awkward.
To my surprise and joy, what seems to be the ultimate challenge to me, for the hairdressers London seems to be a simple question. The nightmare of never knowing how to have my hair done always has a very simple and yet elegant answer: sometimes it is a pony tale. My face could be clear and ready to be kissed. My thick hair would still be free on my shoulders. They offer me some great advice about cosmetics to keep my hair shine all the time.
The hairdressers London recommend me some great conditioners and oils. In the end, out of the mess of my hair, they make a contemporary and wearable haircut. They offer some advice about how to keep the look until the next cut. Coming from them, it sounds so simple. I can't wait to go to the mirror in the morning and enjoy the same-great-look of my hair.
There are days when it is hard for me to imagine I am a princess. I feel more likely like the frog and I hope I will al least turn into a prince. That is the kind of day when my hair looks really bad.
There are not too many things to do in a day like that. I wash it and for a short period, it seems to be better. But then I am supposed to style it somehow. My headband doesn't always help. The mess is still obvious. Some styling mousse makes the disaster look stuck, so there is no improvement. I open the closet and look for a hat. It's ok to wear one while cleaning my house. It's also fine to get out with my hair covered. But wearing one in the office it is a bit awkward.
To my surprise and joy, what seems to be the ultimate challenge to me, for the hairdressers London seems to be a simple question. The nightmare of never knowing how to have my hair done always has a very simple and yet elegant answer: sometimes it is a pony tale. My face could be clear and ready to be kissed. My thick hair would still be free on my shoulders. They offer me some great advice about cosmetics to keep my hair shine all the time.
The hairdressers London recommend me some great conditioners and oils. In the end, out of the mess of my hair, they make a contemporary and wearable haircut. They offer some advice about how to keep the look until the next cut. Coming from them, it sounds so simple. I can't wait to go to the mirror in the morning and enjoy the same-great-look of my hair.
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