Super Angie... Manga hair

I have very little patience with most things in life, including my hair. When my hair starts bothering me, I know I should have cut it yesterday or the day before and I have been known to try cutting it myself or begging Rick at midnight to cut it. YIKES!

So, its that time of the month (hair cutting time) and I decided WHY NOT get my hair cut in a foreign country. Did it in Germany. Did it in China. I'll do it in Japan.

I'm really glad I did!Down on the street outside our hotel, we were handed a flier for a hair salon. It had a picture of a cute girl with short hair...I can be a cute girl with short hair, right? So we walked in and were greeted so warmly. LISTEN UP ALL AMERICAN GREAT CLIPS...take a lesson from the Japanese! I filled out a form with my name and birthday and saw how they wrote my name in Japanese...very cool. Then they lead me to a nice chair.

Luckily, because of the picture, they knew just what to do. I was moved over to get the shampoo. Everything about the chair was automated and VERY VERY cool. They laid blankets and towels all over me and went to work for about 10 minutes. Ahhh...ohhh...mmm.... felt good. Can I take a nap next time please?
My hairdresser dude was awesome. He looked JUST LIKE one of the guys from the 90s band DEE-LITE (went to their concert in 9th grade with my brother Jeff). Everyeone at the salon was hip and young and most had died their hair to be...MY NATURAL HAIR COLOR. I feel so special. They all want to look like me. (j/k)The finished me. I LOVE my hair. Totally hip and cute and flattering.
Me with Kikuchi Noriyoshi. So awesome. He gave me a "membership card"...I guess I'm now a member. neolive.co.jp

I've already decided that next time I come to Tokyo, I will get my hair cut there again...and this time bring them gifts from America!

--Super Angie