I brought home more than herbs de Provence and bags of lavender from my recent trip to France. My favorite souvenir is my new French haircut. (The French word se souvenir actually means “to remember.”) I’ve always wanted a French coiffure. I guess it hearkens back to my youth watching movies like Roman Holiday and Sabrina.
What is it about a haircut that can completely transform a woman? Granted, my hair was much shorter to start with than that of Audrey Hepburn or Julia Binoche.
Still, I was excited at the prospect of a new look. (Plus, after a three week tour, my hair needed help.) But, make no mistake–I love my stylist in Texas!
Daring, now that I think about it. But, if I would have thought too much, I might never have done it.
My wonderful tour mate, Mary Beth, helped translated (and took the photos below). At one point Mary Beth asked stylist Delphene how long she had been cutting hair. Delphene, answered in French, “Six Weeks!” Then she started laughing, and we all knew it was a joke. (In actuality Delphine has been cutting hair for nine years and trained in Geneva, Switzerland.)
So that’s my adventure in France. Hey, at our ages, we have to take a plunge now and then…right?
Please let me know your secret dream. Would you go for it?
And tell me what you think of the new hair.
Take every chance.
Drop every fear.