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Monday, July 30, 2007

What Happens When Your Hairdresser Goes to Albania

You're confused, I know. My hairdresser is Albanian, and every summer she goes home for a month to visit family, etc.. Thats all fine and good, of course. This year, I needed a color fix while she was gone, and in her place I got an appointment with the alleged best stylist in the salon. I had been to this woman before and thought she was great, but as the alleged best stylist in the salon, she also gets paid (read: they charge you) the bigger bucks. So, I like my Albanian hairdresser just fine. ANYWHO. This very nice lady and I get to talking about a zillion things, one of which is the absurd price of salon-line hair products. I mean, I'd love some $40 conditioner, thank you very much, but then again I'd also love a $40 dinner out on the town. SO. That led me to this sneaky little tip she almost whispered to me while I was in the rinsing sink:

Who knew? You would think a lot of us would figure it out, since salons have us running around touting L'Oreal's salon Kerastase line. But nooooo, we think that the pricetag has to be there for it to be worthy. Well, apparently Color Vive is worthy of your showers ladies, and I'll be buying some tomorrow. Check back in a month to find out if I'm right on or right.... um, off, I guess.

Caught a Lite Tan


Whats up summer party people?! Remember my post about low-fragrance Kiehl's tanner? Well, here is a post about slightly higher-fragrance, but maybe more multi-purpose Jergens Natural Glow Firming Moisturizer. Thats right, I said firming. Thats why I picked it up in the first place. The good news is that I think it does bring a less-pale sheen to my pasty self. The bad news is that I don't use it in the same places consistently enough to tell if it really firms. BUT, I guess my point in even putting it here is that I like it enough to encourage YOU all to try it. Next time you're in the CVS/Walgreens/Duane Reade and trying to decide between the umpteen choices you have staring you down.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Just An Observation

I recently started a new job which puts my morning commute right smack in the middle of downtown Boston. As such, I am exposed every day to the unfortunate fashion chaos that is Boston's financial district. Now, you might wonder why I think I am so gifted that I should be criticizing other people's wardrobes, but lets just put it this way - I'm the one writing this blog, so I can say whatever I want. Hooray!
So, I will now periodically be posting my morning column, entitled "Just An Observation". Let us begin....

Just an observation, but:

1. I'm going to start with pants. As in trousers. As in things that covers your legs - allll of your legs, in all of their glory. Please people, if you make 5 smart fashion moves in your life, one of the top 2 or 3 moves should be to FIND A GOOD TAILOR. Honestly. The difference between someone with pants that drag just a little and get soiled, or that look like they were the perfect length when you bought them, but after that first round in the dryer you learned your lesson about high temperatures and 100% cotton, is inarguable! Everyone looks much more polished when their clothes actually fit them properly, and a good tailor shouldn't charge you more than around $25 for a hem adjustment.

2. I have been an offender of this second crime, but I've repented and learned better now. LADIES. SHOES. When your shoes are so sad and tired that they are worn down in the heel to the bare metal or plastic or hard cork or whatever evil substance is in there, take whatever is left of your paycheck and get thee to a smithee! When you're that person click-clicking down the sidewalk or hallway (even worse!) so loud that everyone knows you can't afford a new pair of shoes, you've got problems. And if you're like me, and sometimes you just really love the shoes, then find a cobbler, and toss that man the $20 it takes to put another plastic thingy on the end of the heel so you can return to your stealthy gait.