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Slap, Snip and Dry – Headmasters, Mayfair

You may have seen my up do by Headmasters for the awards ceremony that I attended a few weeks ago. I loved it so much that I decided to head back to the salon to get my colour done. Headmasters in Mayfair is the perfect salon – a laid back atmosphere with friendly staff and lovely refreshments. I was there to see Sian who would be looking after me for the afternoon. We decided on a colour together and she set to work. Following the application, I was taken downstairs to have the colour washed out and was surprised to see the huge basement floor before my eyes. One thing I love about Headmasters is the way that one person looks after you for the duration of your appointment. The staff are skilled at everything so you don’t need to strike up different conversations with new people every half an hour. Sian took a look at my hair and decided that she loved the length so she just wanted to tidy it up a bit. …

Headmasters blow dry, Mayfair

Awards ceremonies are always fun. If nothing else they give you a chance to dress up and let your hair down and the Drapers Accessories and Footwear Awards last night at the Grosvenor House Hotel was no exception. But as much as I love getting glammed up, I’m not very good at planning. I knew about the awards months in advance and still managed to leave outfit planning to the last minute, running around like a headless chicken the night before trying on every dress I own. The one thing I did plan though, granted still only a couple of days before, was a blow dry at Headmasters in Mayfair. Having never been to the hairdressers for a blow dry, I was looking forward to the post work, pre event treat. I arrived fresh from work and met Stephanie, manager of the salon, who would be making me look a whole lot more glamorous for the evening. After a quick consultation I was off to the sink for a shampoo, condition and one of the …

Pimps and Pinups, Shoreditch

I thoroughly enjoyed my bank holiday weekend. Four days and five nights of relaxation, drinks with friends and lots of indulging. The first day back at work after any kind of holiday is not the easiest, unless you have an incentive to get to the end of the day. Mine just happened to be heading for a cut and colour before popping down to see a new band at The Borderline. I have visited a few salons over the last year and each has been different and unique in its own right and Pimps and Pinups, my hairdressers on Tuesday, was no exception. I remember walking past this salon years ago when I first moved to London and it almost embarrasses me to tell you that the thought of entering used to scare me. You see, the people inside just looked way too cool for my 18 year old self. Fast forward a good few years and as I walk up to the door I realise that all fear has diminished. I also realised as …

Hair at Daniel Galvin

Hair salons. I love them. From the moment I enter until the moment I leave, I feel utterly content. It never fails to amaze me how a small change to the hair on your head can make you feel so different. A couple of weeks ago I visited Daniel Galvin, one of the world’s leading colour salons in London’s West End, for a semi permanent colour treatment. I have had red hair for over two years now and I haven’t even slightly tired of it. By the time I visited Daniel Galvin, the colour had really started to fade. So much so that not everyone could tell that I had roots – and they were over an inch! Before: From blog I was greeted by hair colourist Sam who brought over a couple of colour charts to choose from. I decided that I wanted to go a little darker so we settled on an auburn colour a little darker than what it was. She went away to mix up the colour and I was asked …

Radio, Shoreditch

I shouldn’t like the hairdressers, but I love it. Take a look at any of my school photos and you will understand why. Saying that, I visited my grandma at the weekend and she pulled out an old photo of my mum, my brother and me. I must have only been a year old and there I was in my mums arms, smiling away at the camera. But it wasn’t my devilish little smile that caught my eye, it was my bright carrot top head. I had lovely ginger hair until I was three, when it turned bright blonde. It gradually faded over the years but only to a dull strawberry blonde colour. A few years ago I decided to take the plunge and revert to my ginger roots, the best hair decision I think I’ve ever made. I have tried a few salons in London over the last year and all of them have been fantastic but very different in their own right. This time I decided to head to Shoreditch to try Radio, …