My mother has always been on my back about my hair – she’s of the the belief that haircuts should only be carried out at high-end salons, preferably by the director of the establishment. Since I was about fifteen and my friends and I started cutting each others hair, this point of view has been alien to me. But her 80th birthday is coming up, and this has given me reason to reflect on the passage of time – so, I’m doing it. I’m going to get myself a fancy haircut as a birthday nod to mum.
I’m going all in with a visit to that David Jones hair salon in the Melbourne CBD. Let me add that I virtually never shop in department stores, let alone get my hair done in them. Mum will be beside herself about it for that very reason. I’m going to have to be careful not to let her think that I’m changing my ways for the long term; I’m just trying something out for her benefit.
This salon, to its credit, uses hair products that are relatively environmentally considerate. It’s an Aveda concept salon, which probably means something to mum. Maybe I can pick her up some kind of fancy hair treatment while I’m at it (although she’d rather I used it myself, no doubt). Something I’m considering is getting a colour job, seeing as the colouring products these hairdressers use are are naturally derived. I don’t know, though. It might ruin the effect of the whole experiment on mum’s end. She’s always gone on about how much she loves my natural colour, and since this is all for her benefit, I might as well stick with what I’ve got.
Don’t get me wrong – I’ve never had anything against other people going to salons to get their hair done. I’ve just never thought of it as a necessity. But I can see the appeal of getting a really high quality cut or style for a special occasion and, at the end of the day, this is one of those.