new beginnings, salon renovation

We moved! (back into our main space)

It’s been awhile, lovelies.  Things have been BUSY, let me tell y’all. The renovation started to go very quickly, and then it stalled again in March.  We were thinking we would be in the renovated space in March, but then that came and went.  It was going to be March 15.  And then March 27 or 29.  But that didn’t happen, and we had to reschedule our State Board inspector.

We had hoped for April 1, giving us the weekend to move.  But that didn’t happen.  So we came to work that Tuesday, April 2, and everything seemed like the usual.  Things in the renovated space looked complete, but there were a couple more things that needed to be done.  Our pedicure chair had been moved and looked good in the corner.  I left work Tuesday, thinking it would be the weekend for the move.  We knew we were all set up for the State Board inspections the next day with the trash can and the barbacide and the nail drill sign and the dirty towel hamper and the UV sanitizer and ALLLLLL the licenses.

Then Chloe called me and told me we had to move right after the inspections the next day.  We still hadn’t decided on the cabinets we were going to get for the space in front of the mirrors.  And we desperately needed those for storage.  She rushed around town looking at cabinets we had thought about. We knew what the space was like now, and we had measurements, so we could make the final decision.  I fed my family dinner and then rushed out to meet her at Home Goods.  Then we ran over to Target and took some pics of other things we would need, just to compare to the wall areas.  And we got a cute little letter board for fun messages.

The next few days were a blur of actvity and excitement.  We passed our inspections, and we started moving our stuff.  SO. MUCH. STUFF.  We still had clients booked because we never did know when to be able to block time off for the move.  My lovely neighbor helped me with my puppy so I could have an extended block of time to get things organized.  Our husbands even came to help us that weekend.  Chloe’s husband hung up our nail polish racks and our coat rack while my husband followed our children around.

Now that we’ve been in the space for 2 months, I can finally say I know where everything is.  Our manicure table was delivered, and it folds up so nicely.  We have figured out how to have our clients sit in the shampoo bowl.  “Sit your bottom ALL the way back!” (It is an adjustable bowl.)  And we can move around each other in the tighter spaces pretty well.

Chloe is out on maternity leave as I type this.  She is eagerly awaiting the arrival of her second child.  I am so thankful she is sharing her chair with Sherry, another coworker of ours, or it would be so lonely.  It feels like old times in a way since Sherry, Chloe, and I all worked in the same room for 4 years or so.  It just happened to be a bigger room.  She’s helping with some of Chloe’s clients while she is out.  She has 20+ years experience, and she has great red hair.  I know there’s a joke there somewhere… a brunette, a blonde, and a redhead? 🙂

Here’s a pic of the space right after we moved everything.

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interesting clients

Remember That Time We Met John Bobbitt’s Brother?

So I was going to write about summer nail colors we’ve been loving, but then we had a pretty interesting day the other day.  We realized through this experience that we have some pretty fascinating client stories.  I promise the polish color blog is coming.  I have the pictures even!

Our realization started out like this.  Chloe and I are in the nail room, and we start discussing Chloe’s brown recluse problem in her current residence.  We have some general discussion about spiders, and then my client starts telling us about her cousin who has this infection on his arm from a spider bite he got.  He has this pool company, and he’s around spiders all the time.  His infection isn’t from a brown recluse necessarily, but it’s infected nonetheless.  And THEN she tells us the craziest spider story I’ve ever heard. If you’re squeemish, skip the next paragraph.  This is your trigger warning.

This same cousin had a sinus infection for awhile.  It was super annoying, and then one day he blew his nose and saw…something.  So he goes to the emergency room.  They tell him they can’t do anything and he has to go to an ENT doctor.  A specialist.  So he goes to the specialist.  The doctor puts a scope/camera (I forget exactly what she said because of this next part) up into his sinuses, and they find…spider eggs.  A spider had laid eggs in his sinuses.  WHAT?!!!  There were some pretty loud exclamations at this revelation.  I just cannot even fathom that this is real.  Can this really happen?!  Medical professionals, please tell us the science on this!

Then we realized that we have some great stories from our clients.  Like the time we met John Bobbitt’s brother.  He and a friend were getting pedicures.  The friend and John Bobbitt’s brother had moved to the Nashville area in the previous year for various reasons.  My pedicure client and I were participating in the conversation, but then our conversation went in a different direction until I heard the words, “I bet Jacqui knows who that is.” Indeed, I do know who John Bobbitt is.  Some very good friends of mine have dressed up like John and Lorena for Halloween in the past.  John Bobbitt’s brother LOVED this, and decided he wanted John to know.  And then he FaceTimed him.  RIGHT THERE IN THE NAIL ROOM.  We all met John Bobbitt via FaceTime.  He’s apparently doing well as he had just been to the casino.  It seemed that it had been a winning day all around.

For a long time, I did not want to do manicures and pedicures.  I didn’t have good experiences with foot water in beauty school, and cuticles had previously made me nervous.  (I have no idea why.)  But 2 years ago, the salon needed someone to help in the nail room, and I felt like I was capable of that.  I’m glad I faced my fears.  The nail room has witnessed so many things- our creativity, clients’ comradery, sadness, joy, expectations- and I feel very blessed to have been a part of those things. There is something very special and humbling about transforming another person’s feet and nails.  The renovated salon will not have a dedicated nail “room.”  Chloe and I are hoping to be able to offer individual nail services in our suite when it is completed, but we don’t have the final information on that yet from our new owners.  So we wait, and we enjoy the last weeks we have in our little quirky fun space.