You know social media has well and truly taken up residence in your life when you turn to Instagram for hairdresser recommendations. I guess stranger things have happened, but it was an Instagram comment from Hair Romance via The Blog Stylist about Hairdresser on Fire that led me to a trendy hair salon in the West Village for my long-awaited haircut. Confused? Don’t worry, the point is it was high time to lay my hair issues to rest (seven months is a long time between cuts), and I figured when better to tame my unruly tresses than during a visit to the City that Never Sleeps.
In the weeks preceding said haircut, I had been psyching myself up for ‘The Big Chop’. You know, the kind of chop that declares to the world, “I have reinvented myself. This is THE NEW ME!” I had Google image results of short-haired celebs coming out of my ears, and don’t even ask about the virtual hairstyling tool that I consulted at one point (shudder).
By the time I had decided to try my hand at a Katie Holmes’-style bob, my short hair aspirations took a turn for the worse. At dinner with friends on the eve of my NYC sojourn, I announced my impending chop, to which my friends replied in unison, “You? Short hair? Are you mad?!” Apparently my hair was in the best condition they had ever seen it. Go figure. “And you’ll need long hair to get yourself through the winter,” they cried [insert more peer group pressure here]. “Alright, alright!” I said. “I’ll keep it long-ish. But… I’m getting bangs!” So there it was decided – I was getting a trim and a fringe to boot.
When your hairdresser is based in the West Village, you know you’re onto a good thing. As well as being the fictitious home of Carrie from Sex and the City, this trendy neighbourhood lays claim to some of NYC’s most stylish boutiques, like this one:
And this one:
And this one:
But no time for shopping, darling. I had to hot foot it to the world famous Magnolia Bakery for a pre-haircut cupcake. It’s all about priorities, you see. Sadly, Magnolia didn’t live up to the hype. They didn’t have any gluten-free cupcakes, so I was naughty and sampled their most popular cupcake – vanilla with buttercream icing. It was almost too pretty to eat, but sadly it didn’t hit the spot. Even though they claim to bake small batches of cakes throughout the day, it didn’t taste fresh to me as the texture wasn’t moist and buttery. Maybe I just got them on a bad day, but their coffee wasn’t great either (best coffee of my life was at Ninth Street Espresso at Chelsea Markets). Next time I’ll head straight to Babycakes NYC – a bakery specialising in vegan and gluten-free cakes!
So, back to the all-important haircut. Here’s a photo of my newly-appointed NYC hair stylist, Reagan from Whittmore House Salon. Isn’t she gorgeous? I loved getting my hair cut by her. Not only does she look like a supermodel, but she dresses like one too. And did I mention that she reads Food Crush as she’s recently gone gluten-free and is looking for some recipes to keep her on track. Happy to be of service, Reagan. Oh, and if you’re after some hair tutorials and styling tips, may I suggest that you check out her blog, Hairdresser on Fire? It’s just as fabulous as those red lips of hers.