The Curly Girl Cut
Three years ago about now I read a book called "Curly Girl" by Lorraine Massey, a stylist in NYC. I picked it up at the library in Hudson, Ohio where I lived at the time. You know how sometimes you glimpse a book on the return cart and pick it up? That was "Curly Girl." I'd never gone over to whatever shelf it was headed for on that cart. Let's see. Mystery, Fiction, Horrible Hair.
NE Ohio is where I had gotten the second worst hair cut of my life - at a salon in STOW Ohio where the owner bragged that he had clients coming to see him all the way from Nebraska. I should have dropped the Grape Nehi and Saltines with Velveeta he was serving and run when I heard that. I didn't, and instead of a Debra Messing curl, I got a mushroom cap with Carol Brady wisps.
If you go to www.devachansalon.com you'll link into Lorraine Massey's salon in Soho (short for South of Houston, a trendy area in NYC. And Houston is pronounced HOUSE-tin, not HUSE-tin.) NY really wants little to do with Texas. She trains hair stylists around the country and now there are even stylists in Cleveland and Akron. Although in typical New Yorker view of the world, they spell it Cleaveland. (Cleveland is actually a nice little city, loaded with cultural gems, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and a housing market that makes me cry with regret now that I'm in CT.)
My cut is next week at a salon in CT with a trained "curl consultant." I'll let you know how it goes. Pray for me.