All About Beauty

ok… so when you grow up in a tiny town like i did finding a hair dresser that you drive 14 hours to see because you know he will do a good job is a dream. a pipe dream right? not so.
all about beauty has been standing on the corner in lewisburg for as long as i can remember and for as long as i can remember they are the only people that i let really touch my hair. i have extremely curly thick hair and most hair dressers visibly freak OUT upon even spying me walk into their shop. which i find ridiculous because you could chop half of my head shorter than the other and honestly no one would likely notice. it hides everything! even from me.
when i was younger i went to kim or cathnel. they both knew my mother quite well and as i merely would go in for a trim i felt comfortable. they did a great job dealing with my mass of curls and always made me feel comfortable and welcome with their lively discussion and laughter. as i got older my best friend started going to eddie and i started to see her walk out with these amazing cutting edge fun styles. so i started to see eddie to. i can’t tell you the number of times i have walked in, thrown up my hands and said «i don’t care what you do with it just make it better!» while throwing myself into his chair. and literally putting myself in his hands. eddie has taken my hair from halfway down my back into a short bob in under an hour and it has looked AMAZING (still some of my friends’ favorite looks for me… but hard to keep up when you live so far away from your hair genius). and every time i go in need of an update it takes him just a bit to understand what i’m saying in my garbled language of curses and muttered disgust. plus he’s great fun to talk any sort of media with. and will make you laugh as he chops off your head disaster.
in the land where bad dye jobs and highlights with shaggy almost mullets rage, if you want something up to date and fun go in and visit. of the 4 hair dressers in the shop i know you’ll find one you like. there’s someone for everyone there.
and they’re the only reason i’ll wake up at 8 on vacation to drive to let someone at me with scissors.