Tomi
Tanoshi & Hectic are the ways to describe the last couple of weeks. It is true when things happen they don't wait for a gap in your diary...they all want to cram together.Since the 25th-when I was at home, life has sped up. We had to swap our Friday for our Sunday-when we had school inorder to prepare for the what one of my teachers described as the Oscar equivalent for High Schools. Not in the competitive award-giving sense, but the sheer importance of occasion. So after cleaning and practicing and whatever else is involved pre-G.Day, the mood was a little sombre at school: tani no Senseis facing up to handing their children to the big wide world beyond the koko-gates, students nervous yet excited, realising Independence yet sad to part with best friends.
Monday-pre-'Oscar' night I went for a long due haircut. Hontoni hisashuiburi deshita: four months since I had enjoyed my visit to Tomi. After many hours of day dreaming about what style to go for [since I can have my curly Medusa mane cut in as many as oh, ONE style] I decided I just wanted a trim. My hair had grown a lot and the length looks good, so I have challenged the black protein strands to stretch as far as they can.
Before heading to the pamper-house, I popped next door to Sejitsudo to buy materials for a Memory Book I am putting together. With the 100% perfect assistance of the cute girl working there, I left with my bag of stationary goodies, ready to be messaged and autographed by some of the san-nens the following afternoon.
Arriving at ten to six, Sayuri-my stylist [....'Day dream:...I am going to the Oscars you know! I wish I could attend some glamorous-prestigious-high-profile event one day to collect my prize...' ] sat me in the chair in front of the hugest mirror I have ever seen with a wooden frame, to consult what style she would 'create'. Two seconds later we established that it would be 'just a trim', and I proceeded to be gowned and shampooed.
Getting your hair washed is far more comfortable here, than in the UK. Here, you lie flat with a warm paper cover on your face so you can close your eyes without feeling like you're being watched, you don't have to have your neck bent backwards at an uncomfortable angle. They lather your hair three times before the head massage and conditioner. After the cleansing, your hair is neatly tied up in the small towel, not those bulky ones that make your head topple and which you have to hold at a certain angle to prevent the towel from falling off. Anyway, that massage. It's a five minute neck and shoulder massage which is totally relaxing and included in the very reasonable price. Service in Japan is provided without compromising the price: it is assumed, it is free!
After Miss Ishida had done the prep. Sayuri cut, again Miss Ishida re-rinsed, Ai blow dried and then Ai and Sayuri used the super irons to create that 'Japanese' silky, straight hair. It is so much fun seeing the ladies there. They're so sweet and chatty and kind. Sayuri had brought me back an Eiffel Tower key chain from her training expedition in Europe and I brought her back a Becks calendar which goes without saying is a pleasure to see.
They were shocked to her that I was going 'forever' in July and so we have planned to go out before I leave and told to come back as much as possible too. I have introduced many of my friends to the Salon, and on Saturday the 5th March, I got a chance to visit them again when I took Uenohara no Sarah there.
It is such a huge change to have straight hair-it is so the hantai of what my hair is usually like, so it is an exciting event in my calendar. How shallow and sad does that sound? Well you know it is true, it is the little things in life...
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