Skinny Jeans and Flared Nails
Fads are fleeting. At least, that is what I've heard. Fashion moves at the speed of light and we all know we'll need a new purse next season. And new shoes. And new — well, pretty
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SEARCHMENUSEARCHFads are fleeting. At least, that is what I've heard. Fashion moves at the speed of light and we all know we'll need a new purse next season. And new shoes. And new — well, pretty
There's a little newspaper-style publication that gets sent out to salons in California called California Stylist. Apparently they have them in other states too, and I have a series of thoughts concerning the publication itself, but
I think I've spent enough time describing the building I work in: built in 1923, big brick office building, five floors/six stories tall (secret, hidden "mezzanine" level adds a story, but not a floor). The upper
This is why you should never work somewhere that's super fun: You might inadvertently seal your gel top coat bottles together. Oops.Tonight is the annual Visalia Waiters' Race. I have never had a chance to watch
I recently had a chance to visit with two of my BFFs — I'm allowed to have more than one BFF, aren't I?I've known BFF Amber since 1987, and BFF Stacy since 1998. I think that's
I don't know how some of you fellow techs out there do it. Keep your schedules to "normal" business hours, that is. Who are your clients? Where did you find an entire clientele comprised of people
So I got this super cool letter from Google in the mail the other day. Apparently I am a "favorite" place on Google — favorite in my locale anyway. They sent me this cool window decal
So this weekend the BF and I went "furniture shopping." We have decided that if we ever actually buy this house — but that's a different story — we want a bar-height pub set as our
Friday mornings there is supposed to be a new entry posted. Which generally means that sometime on Thursday each week, I sit down and type up whatever industry-related thing has preoccupied my mind for the few
Doctors have patience, I don't. At the moment I am waiting. Waiting on several people. I am waiting for the guy who runs that slideshow downstairs to put my ad on it. I am waiting for my
I was supposed to be waking up in Vegas this morning. Instead, I am once again behind the desk at the salon, waiting on clients to arrive.What happened? Why aren't I at IBS Las Vegas? Why
So this week's project is to work out an official logo for my salon. I had an epiphany last night. You know, one of those visions just before you fall asleep that makes you want to
My mother went to cosmetology school right out of high school and became a fully licensed cosmo in California in 1964. By 1967, she had been forced out of the industry because of severe contact dermatitis;
I moved to the fourth floor of a downtown office building a couple of months ago. Aside from the overall "cool" factor of being downtown, and having an office in a historic building with an awesome
As I begin my third week of work in my new "smallon" (that's my new word for a really small salon — think it'll catch on?), I am discovering the perils and pitfalls of opening a
When I closed my salon in 2007 I was already pretty sure I'd be back out on my own in a few years. Thing is, I swore to myself that the next time I opened my