just because e!'s countdowns are jinxs, madonna and guy ritchie will be the next (power, a-list, celebrit, etc.) couple to split up. the ultimate hollywood blonde countdown which aired in e!, the top 3 where heather locklear as top blonde for television. reese witherspoon as top blonde for film. and madonna as top blonde for music. i never found out who won as the ultimate blonde. but if it's madonna, i hope she has immunity from the split-up jinx. oh well, like i could really care if madonna and guy split. actually, i sort of do.
in other news, i got a haircut. same place, different stylist. i'm very happy with how my hair turned out. i didn't get the full treatment, though. no massage. which is okay, since i'm not really a fan of body massages. it hurts too much. and is not relaxing at all. but a scalp massage is just wonderful. and the lady who washed my hair gave me a really nice massage. the stylist was nice to work with, too. i told him what i want and he injected some stuff that might make the style better. well, i didn't really ask for much. i just wanted my hair layered (yet again). it's a good thing that he mentioned thinning my hair, since it's just too darn thick. it took almost an hour for the haircut to finish. at the middle of the hair cutting, he reiterated how thick my hair is. he also has a very light hand. very similar to soukie's, my first stylist at essensuals toni&guy (i have to put in the essensuals, since apparently, toni&guy and essensuals are of different levels). couldn't feel that he was cutting my hair. that's always a good feeling, i think. so all in all, it was a relaxing one hour. although, i have to say, gq is a very heavy magazine. it's difficult to read that thing. there were some pretty interesting stuff, though.
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p.s. since gerry (my junior stylist for the day) is new (i think), i was shocked that i only had to pay P450. too bad for him, though, since i didn't have much small bills in me, so i didn't get to give him my usual tip. i didn't even get to tip the assistant. i feel bad.