Yesterday, I had a lovely afternoon of follicular pampering after a great lunch, in Rainbow’s End, with a friend. It was so fabulous to be able to get away from my school/hand/people anxieties for a few hours – and I emerged, at five, looking and feeling refreshed.
I have always been prone to allergies – and so, upon moving to Glastonbury, sought advice from friends with regard to a natural, holistic hairdresser. I know I could have stopped dyeing my hair altogether – and did, indeed, think long and hard about this option – but, as I have said before, having red hair is my one, relatively small, vanity.
My friend, L, told me about Natural Roots – which, by a wonderful coincidence, is opposite my favourite music hostelry, Hawthorns – and, since she goes there and I have long admired her hair, I made an appointment for yesterday and…
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