Cute Story

The weekend before the wedding, Ja and I made the treck to Winston so that I could go see Alex to get my hair did. We did a lot of visiting and a lot of relaxing that weekend, but I had a really cool encounter while I was foiled up!

I got to Alex's for my appointment and we sat down and talked about exactly what I envisioned my hair looking like. Once he played with my hair for a while because it was so long, he began to foil my head. Every piece of hair on my head was put into a foil. I looked ridiculous. So this really pretty older woman came in and sat in the chair beside me. She kept looking over at me and saying hello to everyone around (so she obviously was a regular there). She was obvious intrigued by the massive amount of foil in my hair because she was only getting her roots done. I sat for my 30 minutes to let everything saturate my hair, then it was time for wash #1. Oh, heaven on earth! Once I got my head in the sink she stood over me and said, 'Do you mind if I stare at you?' I awkwardly told her I didn't mind and she told me that she was just completely fascinated by what the end result is going to be. So while I was getting hosed out, we made small talk. We talked about the amazingness of getting your hair washed by Alex and the gossip of the people around the salon. She then asked me what I was there for and I told her that I was getting married in a week. She said, 'Well my daughter is dating the biggest douchebag I've ever met and we've had a lot of conversations lately about what makes a relationship work.' I almost peed myself as this 50 year old woman used the word douchebag. You could tell though that she wasn't your normal, conservative woman. We then talked about relationships and how I knew that I was supposed to marry this man. She then told me the secret to her marriage was that they put each other first. For instance, her husband had hurt has back really badly and she had hurt her arm terribly and one night he got out of the bed in excruciating pain, just to get her some tylenol so that she wouldn't hurt anymore. I thought that was just a really great story and so we continued to talk about love and marriage. By then Alex had washed my hair 3 times with some great smelling stuff and then it was time for the blow dry and style. She sat right there and watched everything he did while we continued to talk. After she got her color rinsed out and she got styled, she said her goodbyes and left. Alex kept going on and on about how sweet people in the south are and how beautiful it all is (if you don't know Alex, he is a very gay, very Argentinian man who is amazing at his job, and is HILARIOUS to have a conversation with). Just about then she popped back around the corner with a piece of paper and a pencil in her hand. She asked me what my name was and I told her and then she asked the name of the 'lucky man that snagged you up'. I gave her Ja's name and was kind of wondering where this was going. She then asked the date of our wedding and when I told her she simply said, 'Well I'll be sure to pray for you on that day.' And I'm completely sure that she did.

Even though we had known each other for minutes, she still took the time to find that information about me just so she could pray for me. I thought Alex was going to cry. It truly was a beautiful moment to match my beautiful hair when I left that place!!