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Signed, Sealed, De-livered (actually, de-gallbladdered)
This entry was posted on 2/4/2007 2:01 PM and is filed under Salon Updates.
I am ecstatic to report that recently our fearless leaders, Cindy and Mike, signed on the dotted line for the home of Salon Orange Moon! We have a gorgeous corner lot at Delaware and 26th Street in Fall Creek Place, with a view of a liquor store and an empty lot that will soon be lined up with eager salon customers. Cindy just returned from a weekend trip to The Big Apple to test-drive all the shampoo bowls, chairs, etc. There is nothing worse than a wobbly chair when you’re cutting near the ears or getting a flat-top, I always say. The stylists all convened Friday evening to discuss the progress the salon is making. Bios are coming soon, but here is a brief overview of our cast of characters:
- Cindy Zoellner- The owner/operator/visionary of Salon Orange Moon. I liken her to The Godfather. No seriously, if she had a daughter who was getting married, I think I would give her a fat envelope of cash, kiss her gold pinkie ring, and ask for her blessing on my son Guido’s new dry-cleaning business. Okay, I digress. The point is, all of us adore her, want to be a part of her dream, and are grateful to be with her in this new adventure. Basically, we’d go to the mattresses for her.
- (Jessica) Zehnder – Future Salon OM Stylist. J-Z is a philosophy major-turned-stylist (is that really such a jump?) who this week found herself suddenly contemplating the existential value of her gall-bladder. We had spent a rousing evening together getting excited about all the news on the salon, which of course necessitated a little dancing, and our little Zehnder knew she “didn’t feel quite right” but she pushed on through. Two days and some excruciating pain later, she had her gall-bladder removed on Tuesday and has pretty much returned to her glowing, gorgeous self. I’m thinking of having my appendix removed, just to see if I can be as cute as she is.
- (Jessica) Ferrera – Future Salon OM Stylist. Ferrera is our muse, what more can I say? And she does a MEAN “robot” dance. More than a stylish dresser and devastatingly good hair, she is the marinara to our spaghetti. Lucky for Zehnder, Ferrera happened to be around when the gall-bladder rebellion started, rushed her to the hospital, and told her jokes during the hours of waiting. “A bedpan, a scalpel, and a gall-bladder walk into a bar…” Anyway, I’m guessing it was good to have a hairdresser visit after days of bed-hair, too!
- (Jessica) Robertson – Future Salon OM Stylist. J-Rob is going to be our little ray of sunshine in the salon. Sometimes I honestly think I could slap her in the face and stomp on her foot and she’d say, “It seems like you must be having a bad day. Do you need a hug???” But don’t let the sweet disposition fool you. The girl has skills. But lately, she’s been using some different skills: trying not to pull her sassy hair out while doing some childcare on the side until we open the salon. When we called to invite her for drinks, it took her a minute to snap out of saying things like “Cindy go for drinkie?” but I am confident she will recover nicely.
- Caroline (yes, that’s me) Hoy – Future Salon OM Stylist. Oh, well, this is awkward. Now I’m supposed to write something clever about myself? Pressure. Maybe I shouldn’t have spent so much time thinking of what characters in The Godfather we would all be (see Cindy), and a little more time on what I would say about what I did this week. Basically, I’m working in a salon and pestering Cindy constantly about how things are progressing. And I have two big mutt dogs that I am trying to train to potty in under 3 seconds in this freezing cold weather. So far they’re only down to about 7.3527 seconds. It’s an exciting life I lead. Oh, and in case you were wondering, I’d definitely be Tom Hagen to Cindy’s Godfather. Maybe a little of Michael, if I flatter myself.
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