Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow
Wednesday - March 19, 2008
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Del.icio.usWhen it comes to getting my hair cut, I am probably one of the most demanding guys in the world. This is because I don’t like having to make an appointment or wait for a haircut. I want my hair cut on my schedule. This self-imposed requirement has caused me to go through many stylists and barbers.
I think I’m spoiled, because while growing up, my mom cut my, my little brother’s and my dad’s hair. It was like movies on demand, as I could get my hair cut whenever I needed it because our barber lived in the same house. And while our mom wasn’t professionally trained, she was pretty good at it.
A couple of years ago I found someone who was willing to come to our house. She ended up doing hair for my entire family. It was great, because I could pick up the phone and she would be at our house that night. Recently, however, she had to leave the Islands for a few weeks.
It occurred right when I desperately needed my hair cut. Most every guy knows this feeling, and I liken it to when women need to get their nails done. Of course, there are almost as many nail shops as there are Starbucks or ABC stores in Waikiki.
That’s when I received an e-mail from the publicist for Aveda, Mona Wood, a good friend of mine. She told me that an elite stylist, Jon Reyman, was coming from New York to work some major fashion shows but made time to do cuts and donate the money to charity. His normal rate starts at $250, but he was going to charge $100 and donate it all to a local charity.
I figured it was for charity and I wanted to see what a stylist of this level could do for my aging looks. And Mona managed to get me a coveted appointment at a time of my choosing. My brother, who works in the Air National Guard, decided to tag along.
Jon Reyman was the real deal and a really cool guy. He wanted to update my look while cutting it appropriately for my age and occupation. As I walked out of the salon, I was getting looks and compliments from several women. My wife and daughter loved my new look.
I was feeling pretty good about it when my brother pointed out that my hair looks exactly like his $5 military cut when he gets out of bed in the morning. The way I see it, as long as “my ladies” like it, then it was more than worth the cost. Besides, it wasn’t Mr. Reyman’s fault, as you can put an Armani suit on a pig, but it’s still just a pig wearing an Armani suit.
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