Scraggly necks

After three years of dismally unsuccessful hair cuts and colours, I thought I had found The One. THE best stylist in the world working in Bangkok by the name of Johnny Live. My friend found about him via a friend of a friend. (who has short but expensive looking high maintenance hair – a posh bob)

So, after a hilarious phone call with the man himself (talking over each other and his thick Scottish accent) he said to meet him “outside the little Indian grocery store” at 2pm. And here he was, all 100 kg 5ft5 of him sitting ON the pavement smoking a cigarette. Charming. He then stamped out the cigarette and I noticed it was stuck under his shoe and didn’t fall off as we walked up a long dark skanky stair case.

The ‘salon’ if you can call it that, was a thin little room with huge pop art all over the floor and walls. One chair and mirror, one pleather wash hair section, an old hifi blasting Elton John and Debbie Harry too loud and stacks of outdated Hello Magazines.

He doesn’t have anyone else there, nor any help. So he cuts, colours, washed your hair and sweeps the floor. All very odd.

He was very sweet and quite passionate but my hair is totally uneven. I didn’t notice at the time because he did a crap blow dry but once I was home an got the GHD on it i realised my layers weren’t even.

The highlights are ok but there are two White blond streaks that are skunkish. Sigh. So 4,500 baht lighter and still desperately seeking a stylist.

How old does my neck look in these pics hahahahahahahaha




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