All posts filed under: Hair

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, …

Hair by Daniel Hersheson

As a child I treasured the trips to London with my Dad and brother. A few times a year we would bundle into the car and travel for what seemed like hours to explore the Big Smoke. Each time we arrived in the city, we would take trips to Hamleys, Harrods and Harvey Nichols, followed by a walk around Knightsbridge. As we paced the streets and rode the world famous tube trains on the London Underground, I knew that this was where I wanted to be when I grew up. So when I finished college, I packed up my life and came down for a new start in a city that had inspired me for countless years. London is one of the best cities in the world and one where, even after seven years, I still feel incredibly lucky to live. There is never any excuse for boredom in such a culturally vibrant city and just when you think you have seen it all, think again, there is much more to come. London is home …

Suedey Salon – review

As a child I used to loathe the hairdressers. Could it be because my dad insisted on me having a short bob and my mum insisting that I had a fringe? You see, my hair just does not work in that style. Frizz and waves do not bode well with a short bob on my head. I will never forget the day I walked into school to laughter from my friends after the hairdresser had hacked my fringe to no longer than 2cm long. The shame. I was around 16 when I decided to colour my hair for the first time. I went for peroxide blonde – I was a little indie kid and that almost white blonde colour was terribly fashionable at the time and I loved it. I had a few mishaps when I attempted to do it myself. My friend and I thought it would be a good idea to use the same pack of hair dye for both of us. Big mistake. We ran out half way through, which ensured that …