(hair) parting is such sweet sorrow...

Well, I guess it had to happen eventually.

After 10 + devoted years, I've split up...with my hairdresser.
Yes! I am single...and it feels good...in an odd way.

I always envisaged growing old with G****s (my ex 'dresser.) I held many a day dream of our future together such as her -

• being the one to caress my follicles on my wedding day.
• advise me on what products to put on my first child's scalp.
• hopping on my private jet to my filming destination for the periodic steam*

Seriously, the list was endless...I had plans I tell you..PLANS!

But as with all best laid plans, reality doesn't always match the fantasy.

The red flags started waving lightly in the breeze - if she had a salon full of clients, she expected me to be the one who was happy to wait all frigging day whilst she tended to her other clients. Y'know like I don't have a life of my own or something.

I mean, G****s is a genius, and her anointed hands were able to deal with the most stubborn of follicles, however if the booked appointment is at 11:30 hrs, yet your hair-do STILL wasn't done by 17:00 hrs, its fair for your eyebrows to raise and your eyes to roll somewhat as your arse gets numb.

Then the prices starting to creep up slowly yet steadily. Over the years, G-lady developed an annoying habit of not mentioning prices with you when you booked the appointment, it was only when you were sat in her chair with your hair wet looking like a troll, she'd mention she'd used a new and improved all singing/all dancing treatment which was 'x' amount so this trip was gonna cost more than your previous time. Okay...

Another mega gripe I had was the busier she become, the ruder she became...especially towards her staff. One thing I deplore is when people in positions of power treat others (especially those who depends on you for their livelihood) like poo.

So, after overhearing one cutting and insensitive remark too many I made a mental note to bid farewell to the woman who held my hair happiness in her hands.

It was scary at the time, but change is good....Onward and upwards!

What are your thoughts on hairdressers? Do you have a regular person who oversees your locks? Comment below and let me know! xo


* I adore the environment so, probably not the best idea.

Spring time...sing time!

Purleeese tell me where is this year going?! I mean, seriously how fast are we ploughing through 2018!

The end of 2017 was extremely busy for me (yay!) which subsequently meant less blog posts then I would have liked (boo)!

But hey! New year, fresh start and I intend to start as I mean to go on, especially now we are officially in March and apparently a new season is upon us. I say apparently, as anyone who lives on these British Isles will confirm how chaotic life was when the Beast from the East came over to play.

Anyways, moving swiftly on *cough*...What happens when the weather has warmed up, but it's still  not warm warm? Obviously tights stay ON and, for me, said tights are opaque from M&S. 

I cannot praise M&S enough for their tights; they hold their shape, colour and rarely snag - proper value for money! 

My floral print jacket, I feel, is a decent nod to Spring. The boxy shoulder style and print is also funky enough to team up with this beautiful silver skirt, pleated skirt, regular blog readers will know how much I luuurrrvvveee a pleat! 

Photo credit - Katy Hussey. 

     As this outfit is perfectly edgy downtime/weekend day attire, comfy shoes and a crossover bag with a long strap are useful accessories...it also allows your hands to become available for things like...erm food! lol!  Top with some funky make up and you're good to go!

 I tell you what, going back to the topic of weather (Hey I'm British, I can't help but bring it up) I am really hoping this Summer brings the heat, or I might just end up moving to a country where the weather does really suit my clothes...there's a song in there somewhere ;)

Comment below to let me know how your wardrobe is embracing the different season, I'd love to know xo