Tuesday, May 11, 2010

The Fifth

Dear Sarah,

Every morning I wake and fall in love with my hair all over.  I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am for you going back to school for beauty.  Is that the politically correct way of saying it?  I don't know what it is called, but you rock my hair bootie.  Not to be confused with bootie hair though, that would be a little nasty.  Seriously - though - I wish you all the success in the world and know that you will excel at it.  I have yet to walk away questioning your prowess with scissors, hair dryer and color.  Even moreso, you have become a nice friend, whether it is doing a girl's night  (we need to do something soon) or chatting as you work on my hair, I have appreciated the fun energy you share with those who come around.

I admire you courage and confidence.  I would love to follow in your footsteps by going back to school to pursue something I love.  It's scary though and I question whether or not I really can do it.  You have been quite the example though and it gives me hope.

Not so secretly looking forward to my next hair appointment,

Mel P

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