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I had a window of opportunity to get my son a much-needed haircut. The only problem was, the line at the barber shop was way too long. I decided to duck into a very girly salon, just to see how much it would cost, whether they could take us, and to make a quick assessment about the hairdresser’s ability to cut a boy’s hair. It wasn’t one of those chic gender neutral salons you find in big cities, though. It was the kind that advertises threading, waxing, and Brazilian blowouts against a backdrop of magenta, sage, and gold taffeta window treatments. It looked like the kind of place that offers psychic readings. My son seemed all right with it–ie., he didn’t seem to notice the dried flower arrangements all over the place. He got a shampoo and conditioning and his only comment was “mmm, smells good.” They did a nice job for $20. The hairdresser held the mirror up for him to see the back of his head. He looked at me and shrugged. Later that day he said “We should always get my haircut at the SAL-on  Spa,” which he pronounced as he had read it on the sign with a hard , Southie “a.”


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One Comment


  1. Posted by: Heija

    This is pretty funny Pilar, be careful though, slippery slope. I keep promising to take my boys to a nail salon to get their hooves in shape, but after talking with employees I have learned it may be an expensive proposition as every boy or man they have ever helped always comes back for more “male polish.”.

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