is new hair!
Translation: You and I get to enjoy my hair blown to it’s finest and fullest.
‘Til the next time I make an appearance at the salon OR SO I THOUGHT. Yep hope the nice peeps at Hare & Bone aren’t sick of me – 2 visits this week – and now I’ve tried too-good-to-be-true-treatment I reckon I’ll be racking up some hare-miles. I’m addicted.
I spent all of yesterday morning in the hot chair, hoovering coffees and attempting selfies. All the while observing my colouring Einstein Becky – strip out my colour, expertly slap on Olaplex and deliver a two-toned coup de maître.
I feel like all the smugness I first felt discovering Hare & Bone has been momentarily displaced by this weapon of a treatment entrenched in my follicles. I ‘grammed, snap-chatted, tweeted it live from the salon I HAD TO TELL SOMEONE. Turns out it’s an epidemic. there’s loads of us flocking to Fitzrovia to get our fly-away mops fine-tuned.
Meanwhile, whilst you’re enjoying the oh-so-subtle but oh-so-flipping-cool finesse of my violet and copper locks. Lemme mention my outfit.
Call me old fashioned, but I’m growing rather partial to the skinny jean ‘n blazer combo. I’m kind of enjoying the Barbara Martelo of it all.
Happy weekend.
L x
cut/colour + OLAPLEX @ Hare & Bone
i’m wearing Blazer EIGHT SLATE | Jeans DONNA IDA DENIM | Shoes RUPERT SANDERSON | Bag FENDI | Sunglasses TAYLOR MORRIS
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