A Little Cooperation, Please
Once upon a time I found myself suckered into the “time is money” mantra and worked very hard to get all my service times to under one hour.This made me miserable. Every night I would go
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Once upon a time I found myself suckered into the “time is money” mantra and worked very hard to get all my service times to under one hour.This made me miserable. Every night I would go
Last year, when I broke my wrist, I conceded that I was going to benched for the season. But the “season” runs from the Sacramento show to IBS Las Vegas. (You know, I once Tweeted about
Close to three years ago now, I got a phone call from a sweet lady in Montana...or maybe Idaho...or possibly Wyoming. Well, I got a call from a sweet lady who lived very far away from
Right now my clients are loving the “accent nail” look — which they all seem to think of as “the new thing” even though it was SO the hotness back in the late ’80s/early ’90’s when
No. I’m not talking about the actual company by the same name. I’m talking about the concept of keeping in touch. Lately, I’ve found myself frustrated from dealing with a handful of companies that seem not to
Once again, I find myself revisiting this. I just don’t quite understand why so many professionals have such a problem with professional products falling into the hands of non-pros?Seriously? You never did your own nails with
Maggie’s off the grid — and not by choice.
I have always had ridiculously good eyesight. Up close, far away, itty bitty — I can see it. Well, I could. It started in late summer. One day the massage therapist next door burst into my salon
The building that houses my salon sits right smack dab on the corner of a block of the downtown district where the city is fond of closing off our cross street for events such as the
Maggie posted some pretty pics on this pretty (almost) spring day.