I was shortlisted to work in a salon when I was 17 and they told me I had to dye my hair red and let them cut it. I flat out refused and left.
Worked as an apprentice, on the trial day I was shown barbie dolls with the most eccentric hair you can imagine. I got the job because I loved how weird they were and my reaction sold me to the owner. The front of the salon was decorated as a butchers shop! I guess that’s where I get my love of weird from and why my style is so quirky now!
I used to hate it when I worked in a large salon that I felt like I was being rushed as a stylist and also that I was rushing the customer.
Left to teach – hairdressing to kids that have been expelled from school/behavioural difficulties.
DJing part-time – big love for music (house/techno)
Made redundant, what am I going to do?
The opportunity arose at a local beauty barn for a space for a hair stylist. Blow dry bar and put up bar on Thurs/fri/sat. I was saying no more than I was saying yes, targeted no one and got everyone! Ended up offering colour after 3 months of opening the doors on my blow dry bar! Going from 3 days a week to full time. The rest is history!
Passion for styling – particularly undone/messy/rebellious hair – dancing queen. End of the night looks as good as the start.