| | 08/08/2012 21:15
Sur le blog weshopthereforeweare
Finding a hairdresser It’s been years since I’ve been loyal to a hairdresser. The only time I’ve come close was when I lived in London. At the end of a stressful working week I pitched up at Witches Hut in Fulham late one Friday afternoon, feeling quite panicked as I was moving flats that night, flying out to New York at the crack of dawn the next morning and desperate to do something about my out-of-control hair.
They sat me down and reassured me I’d be home in time for the removal lorry arriving, then gave me a huge glass of wine and one of the best haircuts I’ve ever had – what more could you want from your hairdresser! I stayed with them for the five years I was in London but...
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