Hello again world!! I have been away for so long doing all kinds of things (sleep not being one of them) and I finally have time to sit down at my computer, look through photos, and reminisce on NY passed.
One of the most exciting parts of my trip was getting my hair cut by Gerald DeCock. Before I went to pay him a visit my hair was in dreads. Literally. I don’t know if it was the New York weather and the fact that I don’t own a brush or ever really brush my hair.. but by 11am I had legitimate dreads forming on my head. My hair was in bad shape. I’m pretty sure my split ends had split ends. The only thing I had going for me was that ombre look everyone is trying to achieve. But mine was just sun/salt water damage.
Now, Gerald is one of the most interesting people I’ve met thus far. He lives in the penthouse of the Chelsea Hotel. He has got great style (love all his boots.) He is a phenomenal hairstylist.. and he allows crummy people like me to venture up to his pad to get my hair did. The whole experience was an experience. He cuts hair dry. Who does that?! He does. And my hair feels amazing. For a split second I thought I would actually need a brush. But his cut reassured me that none of that would be happening.
Oh, and his place. Yes, his place. A little gypsy heaven. I was snapping so many photos. If Gerald wasn’t so groovy he probably would have kicked me out. He painted all the walls himself, and has all kinds of trinkets and hangy-dangy’s, and there is so much color and stimulation you feel like you got knocked back to the 70′s. I don’t mind. I just wish I had a chance to peek up at his terrace! He’s been featured in all kinds of publications including one of my favorites: The Selby.
In a nut shell: The guy is talented, humble, radical, gypsy, unique, artist, classy, and any other kind of adjective in between that usually doesn’t fit into an ordinary person’s description. And did I mention my hair feels like baby swan feathers??
The whole experience was much needed hair therapy while I was in New York.
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