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March 21, 2006
L.A. Hair
I freakin' love Jonathan Antin of Blow Out. In the season premiere this evening, he managed to pump out these beauts:
- "More product than God and hair has ever seen."
- "He lets me do what I do best -- make beauty."
- "I don't cut and tell, simple as that, bro."
Last summer, before The Austrian left, I got him some Jonathan product to remember me by (he also loved the show, and also was a little Jonathan-like, but in a good way, hi! Austrian! if you are reading). By that point, Blow Out had gotten HUGE and I had to trot my little fanny down to first Barney's and then to Jonathan (the salon itself) itself to find some. Now, it's EVERYWHERE.
I've ridden the rollercoaster of hair in LA from Jonathan-esque to SuperCuts, and since Laurie and I are both getting cuts tomorrow in preparation for PARIS!!, I thought I'd share.
First haircut in LA
Allan and I had just moved here from SF, where I was used to my Aveda salon, where they gave you an aromatherapy head massage and offered you cucumber water in Japanese tea cups. I was not ready for LA hair.
In the span of two hours, he plucked my eyebrows (unasked for, also I WANTED TO DIE INSIDE OF OVERGROWN-EYEBROWED SHAME), introduced me to Nancy Cartwright's agent, and told me Patrica Velasquez was unimpressive in real life. I was appalled by the name-dropping. I did not yet realize that ALL of LA did this.
Try #2
I went to Shannon's hairstylist in Silver Lake. She did not listen to a word I said and cut my hair into a very (ahem) avant-garde shape. This works for Shannon -- she always has AMAZING hair. But I wore a suit and heels to work at the time and could not, um, SPIKE OUT in odd places. Also, I think this might have been the time I cried to Laurie that I was "shorn of my beauty." Yes, I said those words. I'm pretty sure I got that from Little Women.
Nirvana
By this point, I knew what it meant to live in LA. I loved me some celebrity sightings. I knew what expensive hair looked like. So, I went to Juan Juan, to its owner, Sean Jigambloo, and to Tracy for color. Oh (wipes nostalgic tear from eye), my hair had never looked so good. Perhaps this is partly because every time I admired it I could half picture Sean's three-buttons-down-open shirt and smell his Eastern European cool yet HOT indifference, but whatevs. That was some damn good hair I had. Worth every third-of-a-rent-check I paid for it.
SuperCuts
That would be my situation now, a poor student. I was so bummed (silly, considering my life had only consisted of SuperCuts or a family friend before LA) to be slumming it in the nationwide chains. But I tell you? Who (re)knew life could be so good at SuperCuts? My hair looks great! I don't see Julia Roberts in the next chair over, but I also don't consider selling my eggs after every haircut.
Still, I am now an LA Girl. Wanna guess where I'll be going this summer when I'm fully employed? I can almost picture Sean's precise, exotic impassiveness now. Ah, LA hair.
Posted by jen at March 21, 2006 11:01 PM
Comments
Damn those Silver Lake hairstylists. One of them screwed up my hair to the point where it look like a blind squirrel had taken a hacksaw to it. Never again.
Posted by: Gloria at March 22, 2006 07:21 AM
Did I miss the 3rd season premiere of "Blow Out"? If so -- ARGHHH!!!!
I have always been rather particular about hairstylists. I hate moving because that means I have to go through the whole process again. I now once more have a fabulous stylist who knows exactly what I like and don't like. It's a shame that in order to get that, you have to pay a small fortune -- thus my current hairstyle.
Posted by: Dagny at March 22, 2006 11:39 AM
i just like that jonathan cried 3 times in the very first episode of the season. that is a clear sign that this season will be just as good as the previous 2.
Posted by: Penny at March 22, 2006 12:07 PM
i missed most of the premiere because i was out at trivia, but i saw some of it before i crashed last night. great one-liners, as always. i thought it was interesting that the cast (as evidenced by the credits) seems to have shrunken significantly, but probably that's just because it's less about the salons now. my prediction, though, is that by season five, jonathan will jut be crying non-stop and will take his therapist with him everywhere he goes.
Posted by: anne at March 22, 2006 12:20 PM
in my very limited experience the only salon which rocks more than supercuts is lessismore. but you have to go to vienna for the latter. oh, and jonathan forever.
btw: in what freakin way was i like big j?
Posted by: The Austrian at March 22, 2006 02:15 PM
OK. It is now apparent to me that I missed the premiere. Thank goodness Bravo likes to show episodes ad nauseum so I will just have to catch the rerun before next week's episode.
Posted by: Dagny at March 22, 2006 04:10 PM
I was going to ask if the Austrian might nip over to Paris for a little booty call, but now that I see he reads your blog, I'd better not ask that. ;)
You've totally summed up LA hair -- all the name dropping. I met Bette Midler's hair dresser once (friend of a friend) -- he also did Sarah Jessica for the Oscar's one year (but that was pre-SATC, so not quite such a big deal).
Posted by: cant_talk_knitting at March 22, 2006 04:15 PM
In your cheekbones and endearing cockiness, Herr Austrian!
Anne & Penny -- You are right, the crying bodes well for a good season and for many more tears! hehe, I like to picture him taking his therapist around. Did you notice this therapist is more like an ego-stroker than a therapist -- "ooh, poor baby, things are so hard for you..."
Gloria -- Well, your hair has recovered nicely.
Also, Dagny, I was going to remind you of Bravo's obnoxious yet comforting replay strategy, but I see you know.
CTK--SJP! Bette Midler! SATC! Beaches! Lucky friend. Tho both of their locks would be trouble to manage, I would think.
Posted by: jen at March 22, 2006 08:00 PM
there is nothing as good as a good haircut. and nothing as horrifically bad and gut wrenching as a bad haircut. :)
Posted by: carolyn at March 23, 2006 09:35 AM
Isn't there a picture of The Austrian somewhere on this site? I can't find it. (Tho I enjoyed perusing the Redding holiday pictures. How did I miss those?) I need to do the Jonathan/Austrian comparison.
Posted by: Urs at March 24, 2006 12:47 PM
Oh, I know what you mean... I ran around NYC getting bad haircuts (including one place that had a nearly criminal bait-and-switch policy with their prices... "Did I say $50? Well, you should have known it was $150."). Then I went to this amazing place that was supposed to be a one-time treat, because it cost, oh, more than my car payments. But when the perfect hairhut has happened to you it's hard to go back... I went once more, and then I spent 5 haircuts on my sick kitty and moved to a place where $300 haircut would probably involve highlights made with the organic extract of fair-trade saffron harvested by Tibetan monks and shipped here using only solar power.
Posted by: Anne at March 24, 2006 01:38 PM
A good hairstylist is so hard to find...I live in fear that my girl will move away and I'll have to find a new one.
I worked at Great Clips when I was in high school, and I got free haircuts, and they were terrible. and I had long, straight hair. I've been afraid of Great Clips/Supercuts ever since. Although I do think that this was a particularly BAD Great Clips.
Posted by: Carrie at March 25, 2006 10:05 PM
Jen, I posted this link on the comments on Laurie's site but I thought that you might be interested in it as well.
http://www.freetostitchfreetobitch.org/
Posted by: Dagny at March 29, 2006 03:44 PM