after my yoga class I asked my BFF, who took class with me, if she’d like to go to the Argo Tea that just opened near union square. I was rather excited about it, as it opened today. she said that we couldn’t cause if we did I’d be late for my hair appointment.
wait a minute, hair appointment? I didn’t make an appointment. I needed a hair cut but I sure as hell didn’t make an appointment.
I looked at her with utter confusion for a minute. then I tried to figure out what was going on. mind you, this is coming for a girl who takes good care of me and spends more money on me than she should.
so I ask her more about this…what appointment? where? who made it?
she tells me that I have an amazing boyfriend who on his own figured out where my salon was and made me an appointment with Aisha, who so far is my fav hair dresser in NYC! she explains that he got in touch with her today and asked her to make sure I made it to my surprise appointment.
so I gots a fresh hair cut and I feel 10 pounds lighter!
the girls at the salon though it was super cute of him. they also assumed it was my birthday or something. nope. it’s just a normal friday in july with a bonus hair cut scheduled and paid for by an amazing man.
[ps. hair cut by aisha at ene salon on 3rd st - check em out]