salon thoughts

Welcome to the New Decade, Y’all!

What a whirlwind the last few weeks have been!  Thanksgiving came late, and that seemed to push everyone into a sprint to Christmas.  It’s nice to be back in the regular ebb and flow of our routines again.

We started a Facebook business page in November because it really is the marketing wave of the future.  And present.  We were really iffy about it for a long time, and then one day I told Chloe, “We’re doing it.  And we’re going to do lives everyday this week!”  She was less than enthused.  Our first video was NOT a Live.  We had to feel it out first. And it’s been great!  I truly feel that this industry is headed in a positive and beautiful direction, and we want to be a part of every second of that.

If you know us, then you probably already know that we make fun of each other.  And ourselves.  We like to laugh.  We like to have a good time.  We love our clients.  And we LOVE this industry and all the new and exciting techniques out there.  I hope that comes across in our videos and our online presence.

I wanted to do a Live about this, but I didn’t want to get verklempt on camera.  I recently read something about setting an intention for the day.  I’ve been practicing this for awhile now.  I schedule time in the mornings- sometimes just 10 minutes- to sit and drink my coffee in peace and quiet.  Look out the window.  Picture my day in a positive light.  Then I can get up and pack the lunches, set out the clothes, get the girl ready for school, allll the things, with a clear mind and heart.

This post about setting an intention mentioned specifically focusing on a word.  Something that will shape the day.  A favorite yoga class that I went to YEARS ago had us all do this at the beginning of our practice that hour. It really helped me focus on what I wanted to get out of each class and what I could breathe back into the world. (Soooo much breathing in the yoga.)

Today, really the past few days, I’ve been zeroing in on the word “grateful.”  It’s so easy to get caught up in the little things and get overwhelmed.  If you know me, you know I can buzz around like a little bee sometimes with the little things.  But this week’s intention, this special WORD of the day, has brought me back so many times.

I am grateful for this career.
I am grateful for both of my suite mates.
I am grateful for the opportunity that was given to me all those years ago.
I am grateful for this beautiful new workspace where we can create.
I am grateful for you.

salon renovation, salon thoughts

Year In Review: 2018

Wow!  What a year.  We started 2018 not knowing what exciting things would be headed our way.  I was happy coming to work to see my coworkers and clients, and I know I can say the same for Chloe. We were in a good head space. Things were calm.  Easy. Dependable.  But you know what they say about that…  Sometimes “easy” can become complacent, and that isn’t where a stylist who wants to grow needs to be.

In early July, we learned that the shop was changing ownership and would be transitioning everyone who was still commission to booth rent.  We all had so many questions!  Over the next few weeks, we got the answers, and they were very good for us all.  Everyone at the salon and spa would be staying.  I’ve said for years that our team is what makes our place magical.

I fell into this salon five and a half years ago when I started working the front desk.  I wasn’t very good at it (patience isn’t one of my strengths), but it was a good job to ease into the salon setting and study for my Cosmetology exams.  I got my chair at Hair & Body five years ago this month.  I remember that time so vividly.  It was a VERY cold January.  Two weeks after I moved to being behind the chair, Chloe was hired.  I liked her right away when she rode with me to pick up lunch at a local (haunted!) restaurant.  After all these years, I still absolutely believe that our group of ladies has that special something.  We can’t wait for what 2019 has in store for us!

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From the bottom of our hearts,

Thank you all for your love and support this year!  We couldn’t ask for better people to surround us.  Happy 2019!

new beginnings, salon thoughts

I’ve been thinking about the weather.

This past week, we had some severe weather here in Middle Tennessee.  Our babysitter stayed at our house while we watched the warnings and prepared to go to our safe space.  I couldn’t help but remember a time my friends and I lived through a tornado outbreak that tore through our college and the surrounding town.  It’s been 16 years.

I was in Jones Hall, sitting next to my friend Michelle. I had been working all weekend as a server, and I was just so over it. They ALWAYS called us down to the first floor. I had my pillow and my cell phone, a Nokia with a bright blue cover and purple keys I had picked out myself. Some of you remember those, right?  We were laughing and joking, lamenting how we had these warnings all. the. time.  Until the lights went out. Then we heard it. I didn’t think it sounded like a train. Maybe a really low flying plane?

Then we heard screams as our smoker friends rushed in from outside and the glass in the stairwell shattered. Michelle and I hugged each other.  It was so fast.  Our dorm was separated from the destroyed gym by tennis courts and a road. I had walked across that road so many times I can’t even count.  My room on the fourth floor looked out over those tennis courts.  I loved hearing the tennis players out there, the skid of their shoes and the tennis balls on the court, and I had often opened my window just because of that.

When we emerged from our safe space, we saw utter destruction.  The gym was destroyed.  The art building was in bad shape.  There were cars in the parking lot with shattered windows. It was like a scene from a movie. Flashing lights, darkness. I had just started dating a guy at the time who worked at the Air Force base.  I can’t remember what his job was, but he was involved with the police on base I think.  He showed up in full tactical gear, and I thought it was kind of funny.  And then he got deadly serious as he said he could smell broken gas lines.  I remember him navigating us out of the destruction and telling me not to step in any of the puddles.  My dad would have liked him immediately.  We met up with some friends who had also gotten out of the zone.  It’s better to be with friends when there’s no power in most of the town, right?

My dad came up the next day to escort me back home in case anything had happened to my car that we couldn’t see. Amazingly, my windows hadn’t shattered, but there were several pressure cracks in the middle of the front window. Now that I’m a parent, I can only imagine what my parents felt when the phone lines were down and couldn’t reach me. Most of Columbus was dark.

Here’s the thing, it helped me realize I wasn’t in control. There was NOTHING I could have done except what I did– hunker down with my friends and hope and pray. I recently saw where a W alum in Ohio is going to the Senate. She credits her time at the W for a lot of her strength. And I have to agree. Every single day, I use something I learned there. I see my friends living their lives on social media and am thankful for their influence on my life. They helped me become who I am today. Mississippi University for Women (and smart men, too) was a magical place where I learned about strength and grit and follow-through.  I learned confidence from my friends and professors there.

Today, the campus is as beautiful as ever with her magnolia trees and azalea bushes that show out in the spring.  They have rebuilt the gym and the art building.  I still feel the magic when I walk on that campus. I know I wouldn’t have had the confidence to branch out to go to beauty school if it wasn’t for the W (pronounced dub-ya).  I wouldn’t have known I could organize myself enough to do this booth rent thing.  All those late nights writing papers and pledging a social club prepared me for the rest of my life. It taught me that encountering difficult people is just part of life, and a very survivable and small part at that.  So today, in the spirit of this lovely month of Thanksgiving, I am grateful that tornado didn’t destroy us.

If you want to read more about that tornado outbreak, you can visit the W’s website below.  This is an article written 6 years ago.

https://www.muw.edu/visions/features/135-the-w-remembers-10-years-after-tornado