Yet another benefit of moving back to the Island–I can go back to my favorite hair stylist in the world.
She’s a miracle worker, who has never lost a battle with my frizzy, wicked witch-like hair. She gets bonus points for working in a salon that’s in a grand historical house. (I feel like the lady of the manor every time I turn up for an appointment.)
This time I was ready for a change.
“I want a bob,” I announced as soon as my bottom hit the chair.
“That’s quite a bit shorter,” she replied, demonstrating a cut a few inches along a strand of wiry hair. “It would be a great length on you, but it’s going to be a change. Are you sure?”
“Absolutely!” I nodded.
* * *
Post cut and wash, I got a good look at my hair.
“Eek!” I squealed. “It’s so short!”
“You said you wanted a bob!” she squealed, a look of panic on her face. “It’s not really that short. Look, you still can still put it in a ponytail.”
A few deep breaths later, I was in a better head space (and over the initial shock of losing a few inches.)
“You know, I think I might want to go even shorter,” I announced.
“Why don’t you just get used to this length first,” my wise stylist suggested.
So…Stranger Things 2.
I just finished episode 9, and I liked what I saw. (Disclosure: There may have been wine and binge-watching involved.)
Stranger Things 2 was spooky and eerie with a compelling storyline and likeable characters. I liked the way the main characters had all evolved as a result of their experiences in season one.
Here are my top three takeaways from Stranger Things 2:
- Barb’s parents do care!!! Yay! It took a while, but the Stranger Things writers finally acknowledged that even unpopular, chubby, frizzy-haired, glasses-wearing teenagers are worthy of love.
- So very glad Dustin’s mom had a pet cat, not a Chihuahua. Enough said.
- Boring Bob, who works at Radio Shack and was bullied as a child, is a good man to have around in an emergency. Joyce, who by the way wins my vote for best fictional mom of the century, intuitively knows not to judge a book by its cover. She understands that a fancy uniform, worn with a chest full of medals and a pompous attitude is no guarantee of character traits like honesty, integrity and courage. Sometimes that heart of gold beats beneath an acrylic sweater or a clip-on tie. Joyce is a wise woman.
Spoiler alert: R.I.P. Bob.