I was asked by a local vintage clothing store to help them out with their
"fashion of the 20th century" segment on the morning show of Atlanta's
local NBC affiliate.  What I learned is a tip that I'd like to share with
all of you who may end up in similar "amateur model" roles or TV
appearances in general.  Some of you know this already I'm sure, but I'll
let the rest of you learn from my experience.

        Do Your Own Hair

The store who asked me to do this had the forethought to hire their own
makeup and hair people, which was respectable...they hired two guys from
Mac.  The makeup artist was just fine.  When I walked in our dressing room
I felt pretty good about how my hair had turned out that morning,
particularly as I had woken up at 6am for this.  After the makeup guy
finished up with me, I thought I was done, but noooooooo!
Mr.Hairdresserman, for some reason, felt that since I was in the chair, he
*needed* to do *something* with me.  First thing out of his mouth was "We
won't have to do much", so I had no reason to suspect that a comb was about
to drag through my hair.  I felt him making a part about three inches to
the left side of where it was previously:

        "Um, you just parted my hair wrong.  That's too far to the side."
        "OK.  I'll fix that."
        "Um, you just parted my hair too far back.  It was *supposed* to be back
combed."        
        "What?"
        "Back-combed.  My hair was supposed to be combed back like that.  You just
parted it too far back.  It was *supposed* to be back-combed."
        "Why?"
        "Because that is a Sixties hair style.  I'm wearing 60's clothing, and I
had a 60's hair style until very recently.  I thought you said you didn't
have much to do."

With that, Mr.Hairdresserman finished up.  When I got out of his chair and
looked in a mirror, he had somehow managed to FEATHER my hair! Luckily, I
did have the foresight to bring my own brush and hairspray, and was almost
able to restore my hair to it's correct style.  The only problem was that
Mr.Hairdresserman's comb and hairspray pretty effectively ruined any body
to my hair that I had managed earlier that morning.  In the end, it really
wasn't all that bad, but had the potential to be catastrophic.    

Like they say in the Boy Scouts, Always Be Prepared!  Oh, in case any of
you are curious, I wore vintage cuban heeled shoes, pegged blue trousers by
Shener Adam, a blue on blue striped shirt with french cuffs and vintage
Playboy cufflinks, a blue, purple and pink Pucci tie and a four button,
side vented, off-white silk jacket with functional surgeon cuffs, which
some of you saw me wear in San Diego this summer.  

Brian Poust

p.s.  a quick and public apology to John Stafford for posting a reply to a
personal email he sent to the mailing list.  A fine example of how we can
all stand to pay a little more attention to our email headers.  

p.p.s. Sorry for the delay of the January Music picks.  They'll be up very
soon.



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