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I have always wanted to be a hairstylist, I can’t imagine doing anything else. Ive had to do other jobs, mind you, to support the kids and pay for the house, yet all roads have always led back to hair. The owner of my training facility was Barbara G. She had some others working for […]

I did tell you that as I remembered it would be put on the blog. No semblance of order, no timeline that makes sense. There are 3 major topics that I am not ready to handle yet, and I know SGW is just waiting for his turn so he can publicly lie again and say […]

I was in Grade 8. One day I was picked up early from school and taken to an office where a guy names John wanted to talk to me. The narcissist would sit in the reception area for a while, I would talk with John, and somewhere through the hour, she was brought back in […]

Jake was our neighbour at the trailer park. Yes, we lived in the trailer park for about 6 years. It was comical when clients would talk about ‘trailer park trash’, and then were carefully advised their valued stylist lived in said housing. Jake lived there when. lived in, a sweet old man, a lonely old […]

I think I may have only told a select few about this experience… I’m certain at 14 I did nothing to warrant it. I was travelling across the country with my grandmother, my aunt and her husband in the red Ford Bronco. My aunt had issued me a challenge. If I could save 500.00 from […]

Where to even start…. So many scrambled thoughts. I know it will never come out right. I ll talk about a couple of other things first. Maybe then it will be able to cone out easier.

It’s been an long qhile. Lots has happened. Lots of balls in the air right now. Lots of stories to tell. New computer, slick…. and ready to tell my story. Buckle up, a computer that doesn’t lag is excited and ready to tell alotof stories. If you’re worried dear reader? You should be.

No matter the amount of experience I had as a stylist, you were never happy. Yet? Always asked for my opinion, and I was always the one to fix the mistakes others made. I remember sitting in an airport restaurant giving you ideas of haircuts that someone else was going to do. I remember your […]

I was hit in the head daily on my school bus rides to and from school. The above named female was usually the assailant, with her brothers cheering her on. Multiple attempts at talking to their parents led to no resuloution. Trying to fake sick so I didn’t have to go to school didn’t work. […]

It was no secret I was bullied in elementary school. I was put into therapy for it in Grade 8 for years. High school wasn’t much different. I was a very nervous, shy young lady. I often opted out of things for fear of what might happen, a complete 180 from the woman I am […]