Eastwood is our new playground and my friend, Rich needs a new haircut (kalat yun context, I know). For the past month, I have been pestering her (this is the understatement of the century) about her hair (and her clothes -- but I haven't won her over on this matter yet...will keep you posted) until she finally agreed for me to accompany her to my favorite salon. Yes, my dear friends, I could go all the way pakialamera like this (to people whom I love to bits). Be afraid. Be very, very afraid. Haha!
Before -- see the potential?
Sir Jojie's magical hands (and Ate, prepping the hairdryer)
This is NOT her haircut.
Stage sister
Mabilis ang pangyayari ng bangs.
And, voila. *jawdrop*
Thanks to Sir Jojie of Azta Urban Salon. Oh, and salamat also to Ate who won the battle versus Richie's hair, armed only with a roller brush and a super high power hairdryer.
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The best thing about that day was Rich telling me how much she likes her new look (plus points na lang na kinuyog siya ng ABAP boys). Am so happy. Next up, wardrobe. ^__^
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