life as a mobius strip
Okay, so two things today:
Firstly, in 2 weeks I start hair!school. Which hair!school you might ask? Well, naturally, the good one. I'm going to Biba Hair Academy. {http://biba.com.au} I start on the 4th of May and will go for 3 days a week -wednesday, thursday and friday- until I finish my year and a bit of learning there. For the most part I will be at the Fitzroy//Johnson St salon//school so if anyone is ever around Brunswick St we can do lunch or some such on those days.
I am terribly excited for this. As expected my mother isn't wholly for it, because I am smart, intelligent rather, and she see's this venture as some kind of lobotomy for all of my previous education, but I don't think we're living in a time where hairdressers have to be particularly retarded anymore. Because it is not like I am going to just any old hair!school. I am going to fucking Biba. And this is part of the reason why I chose a hair school over an apprenticeship, because I don't want to be a maid for three years, because I am too smart for that. And you all know me. I think I have probably cut or colored hair or wigs for everyone on this f-list at some point. I know I can do this and I know I will be good at this, I just need the training and a progressive environment. And I think I will do really well there, I'm not even bothered that I have fallen into the trap of 'All Italian Girls End Up As Hairdressers' because maybe there is a natural talent there and I'd rather be cutting hair than working in the supermarket or in an office for the rest of forever. I'm already cutting and changing the hair of the kids from the supermarket, my life is a mobius strip, I have been circling around this transition not seeing it coming for a while.
The second thing is that I will be 23 on the 29th of April and I am having a birthday party of which you are all invited to.
This party is on the 30th of April at my house and if you message me -as you all have my number- I will text you my address. Party starts around 8ish and is Ke$ha-themed. Meaning it is a dress-up party and you have to come dressed as a trashbag. Just glitter and an onslaught of ill-fitting clothing, really. I figured it was about time someone had a party where the idea was to purposely dress badly, -in truth I am wondering how many people are just going to wear things they already own- anyway, it looks to be a good time so you are invited if you want to come along.
Firstly, in 2 weeks I start hair!school. Which hair!school you might ask? Well, naturally, the good one. I'm going to Biba Hair Academy. {http://biba.com.au} I start on the 4th of May and will go for 3 days a week -wednesday, thursday and friday- until I finish my year and a bit of learning there. For the most part I will be at the Fitzroy//Johnson St salon//school so if anyone is ever around Brunswick St we can do lunch or some such on those days.
I am terribly excited for this. As expected my mother isn't wholly for it, because I am smart, intelligent rather, and she see's this venture as some kind of lobotomy for all of my previous education, but I don't think we're living in a time where hairdressers have to be particularly retarded anymore. Because it is not like I am going to just any old hair!school. I am going to fucking Biba. And this is part of the reason why I chose a hair school over an apprenticeship, because I don't want to be a maid for three years, because I am too smart for that. And you all know me. I think I have probably cut or colored hair or wigs for everyone on this f-list at some point. I know I can do this and I know I will be good at this, I just need the training and a progressive environment. And I think I will do really well there, I'm not even bothered that I have fallen into the trap of 'All Italian Girls End Up As Hairdressers' because maybe there is a natural talent there and I'd rather be cutting hair than working in the supermarket or in an office for the rest of forever. I'm already cutting and changing the hair of the kids from the supermarket, my life is a mobius strip, I have been circling around this transition not seeing it coming for a while.
The second thing is that I will be 23 on the 29th of April and I am having a birthday party of which you are all invited to.
This party is on the 30th of April at my house and if you message me -as you all have my number- I will text you my address. Party starts around 8ish and is Ke$ha-themed. Meaning it is a dress-up party and you have to come dressed as a trashbag. Just glitter and an onslaught of ill-fitting clothing, really. I figured it was about time someone had a party where the idea was to purposely dress badly, -in truth I am wondering how many people are just going to wear things they already own- anyway, it looks to be a good time so you are invited if you want to come along.