I come to praise a hair salon, not to bury it
Post #13 from Kidlit’s Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Blog– No, no, I don’t go to hair salons. I go to a barber shop, thank you very much. (Though actually the last two times my mom cut my hair and nobody could tell the difference, least of all my hair.) But we were driving — Confession: I wasn’t … Continue reading I come to praise a hair salon, not to bury it