Haircuts. I've been putting off getting my haircut for the longest time. I'm trying to grow my hair out. And even though everyone says getting regular trims is the best way to make your hair grow, it still seems counterintuitive. But I guess after five months of growing and splitting and knotting and swimming and fraying and sun, it's time.
In the States, I have been going to the same hair dresser for 10 years. Until last week, in Israel, both during Nativ and since moving here, I have had my hair cut three times by two different people . My hair came out about the same. More layered and drastic than in the States, but fine. Last week, I added another haircut and another salon.
Last Tuesday, I decided (somewhat impulsively) to get a haircut. A haircut had been on the bottom of my to-do list for a while, and my day off seemed like the perfect time. A friend told me a new salon had just opened, so I thought I would give it a try.
Matan (the name of the salon and the hair dresser) has been open for two weeks. I told him I wanted something simple and not too short. No blow drying or straightening. Just a cut. He gave me a deal when I said I only wanted a trim, not a whole new style. He started washing my hair and we got to chatting. Then he offered me a coffee.
It wasn't a fancy salon. Just him and a small sink and three chairs and that was it. It was nice and new, but nothing special. Nothing like my friend's salon where she gets cappuccinos with her haircuts.
I said yes to the coffee and when I said no sugar he asked me if I liked cinnamon. I said yes and in just a few minutes, I was presented with a coffee, steamed milk, and cinnamon on top. It was so Israeli when I couldn't figure out if I was in a beauty salon or in a cafe. The first sip reminded me so much of a Starbucks Cinnamon Dulce Latte. Luckily the haircut came out just as good as the coffee. And he even did a bit of blow drying for free!!
Some pictures...
NICE CUT G-MA
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