We're having a busy and fun week with my mom in town, so we have a lot to share about all we've been doing. But, for now, I'll share about my new haircut!
After almost two months away from home, I was really feeling the need to do something with my hair! And it was definitely time for a highlight/color (okay, yes, I color my hair. There, now you know!). I was a little nervous about where to go and how to deal with the language barrier. Where to go turned out not to be a huge issue. There's tons of hair salons ("coiffure") around, so there were plenty to choose from. I finally decided take a chance on one pretty close to our apartment, based on the fact that it was close by and that is uses the same hair product brand as my hairdresser at home (kinda random, I know, but it was the best way to decide that I could come up with).
Originally I was just going to get my hair trimmed, but Kevin said, "Hey, you're in Paris!!" So I searched around for a picture that I liked, and decided to get my hair cut shorter. So, off I went, armed with my picture and my list of French related hair salon words.
Everything went pretty smoothly, I'm happy to say! The guy working there spoke a little English, and between my picture and list of words, I think we were able to communicate accurately! The woman who put the color on my hair didn't speak any English, so we didn't have any conversation (and there were just those two who worked there). The salon seemed pretty similar to any other salon. The magazines seemed to be the same kinds of magazines that we have in the states, well, except they're all in French. But there were still lots of pictures of celebrities (American ones!), so at least I recognized that.
And so, ta da:
Ok, so nothing crazy, but it is quite a bit shorter than I've had it. And every day since I got it cut (it's been about a week now), it looks different. But, now I can say I got my hair done in Paris!






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