Yes, I did have a visit with Kickme-Jennifer's stylist Rio yesterday. Like Jennifer, and Biggy, I expected a complete transformation (Biggy loves it when I get a different haircut because it's easier for him to pretend I'm someone else)--figured Rio would talk me into a pixie or convince me that I, too, could sport a sweet little inverted bob a' la Jennifer's new do.
But Rio, wise sage, had a bigger plan for me, a long-term hairsperiment that he's sure will render me beautifully voluminous yet frizz free. He promises that I'll no longer look like I grew up in a trailer park in Gadsden. His solution: Grow it out!
He trimmed it, thinned it, did some damage control on my self-chopped bangs (he says the bangs have GOT to go), and gave me a one-hour lesson on proper care of my locks. He actually slapped my hand a few times with his comb when I admitted to shampooing with Pantene and using the same towelling technique that I use on the dogs.
It was kinda nice being bullied for the sake of beauty. For now, I look much the same, but I'll be looking like Holly Hunter in a few months.