Whoop! Whoop! or is it Woop! Woop!? Something like that anyway. New haircut, new colour! And let me tell you, I do, in fact, cut a bit of a dash. The grey bob has gone to be replaced by a trendy sticky-out gelled-up sort of affair in shades of caramel with golden highlights. I’m rather surprised at how good I look. Stella said it’s taken years off me; I said it’s taken over a hundred quid off me. Plus the extra twenty something for product, not that I know how to use it. Whatever it is, it is Extreme.
"It’s an investment!’ she said. ‘What do I always tell you?”
There are times when it’s just wiser to go with the Stella flow. “That I’m worth it.”
“That’s right! Now--” she stopped abruptly, peering at my face. “HELLFIRE! What’s that?”
“What?”She did that thing she does, sort of squinting and scrunching her nose up. “Just a minute… Hang on. I can’t believe I missed it. Hang on,” and rummaged in her handbag to produce… taraa! Tweezers. “You can’t snog with a moustache,” she said.
“I haven’t got a moustache, thanks, friend.”
“What?”She did that thing she does, sort of squinting and scrunching her nose up. “Just a minute… Hang on. I can’t believe I missed it. Hang on,” and rummaged in her handbag to produce… taraa! Tweezers. “You can’t snog with a moustache,” she said.
“Yes, you have.”
“No, I haven’t.”
“Yes, you have.”
Well, I won’t go into all of the exchange – you get the gist. Anyway, I really don’t have a moustache, it was just a single whisker. One. The way she was going on, anybody would think I’d suddenly morphed into Jimmy Edwards. (Who's old enough to remember him? Probably nobody because everybody I know is younger than me. Hmph!)
Here he is for your delight and delectation.
Well, I won’t go into all of the exchange – you get the gist. Anyway, I really don’t have a moustache, it was just a single whisker. One. The way she was going on, anybody would think I’d suddenly morphed into Jimmy Edwards. (Who's old enough to remember him? Probably nobody because everybody I know is younger than me. Hmph!)
Here he is for your delight and delectation.
(By the way, I'm real proud of myself for drawing the new improved version and inserting it here. I'm dead clever, me! Can you see the whisker has gone? I might crack this yet...)
5 comments:
You are worth it.
And I hear you on the product.
Must examine your upper lip more closely when next we meet......
I love it! I'm seriously thinking about a major hair change now the grey's starting to show, but I think haircuts have gone up since I last had one...
Always happy to oblige in contributing to someone’s coronary.
Here’s your link, but take 2 valium before you open it.
http://www.toniandguy.com/salon/prices/244
Alternatively, come round to mine. I can do wonders with my kitchen scissors and a pair of Marigolds.
Wow. Prices. Having given up work, running 2 houses and paying 4 grand for the MA I can't afford to have a trim. What are you, your kitchen scissors and your marigolds charging?
Two slices of coffee and walnut cake and eternal youth and beauty can be yours! I'll even get that style guru Stella round to give you make up tips - it's about time she started laying into someone else... You'll have to supply the Nice and Easy though - I suggest Barley Blonde.
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