If you have watched the video that is on the Postiche page you will recognize Lisa Marie. She was having a wig cut in and talked about the fact that I was making a postiche for her. This was her yesterday after she had it styled. She makes my stuff look good.
Dear Michael: I promised some words for your blog. Here is my offering. As agreed, I would ask not to be attributed as I am not comfortable going “public” with my little piece. I will stay in the closet for awhile; I am having so much fun with peoples’ reactions. Thanks for everything. — D When adults in Canada get up in the morning, three quarters of us reach for...
Over ten years ago I attended a meeting of hair enhancement professionals in Memphis Tennessee. That’s where I met Sharon and Travis. They have a salon down there called Studio II and have been at it for over 30 years. Travis handles the men, Sharon takes care of the women. I was just taken with their hospitality. I was wondering aimlessly through the lobby of the hotel when Sharon was...
I have been on crutches for over 2 months. I broke my leg playing hockey and even though the bone is healing nicely I also did quite a nice number on my tendons. So much so that they had to get out the Black & Decker power tools and square my ankle to my leg. Its the soft tissue that takes a long time so although there is no pain...
I go to conferences. Sometimes I learn something. The last few times I have been there to teach something. But the one thing that gets me is the “sales seminar”. I understand that there are many salespeople out there that do not know how to sell. Just like there are many other people out there that do not really know their jobs and need to be ‘upgraded’ and ‘motivated’. But...
Friday. Its the end of day Friday. (End of days friday?) Most people look forward to the weekend at this point. Me? I gotta work Saturday. Late weekend Mike, they call me. As the staff is filing out, looking forward to their evening plans, the phone rings. The area code on the call display is not familiar. I pick up. A silky southern accent goes in my ear. “Hello, I’m...
