Got My Hair Did at MASSIMO Salon: An E! True Hollywood Story

Well, after way, way too many months, I finally went back to my beloved Massimo Salon on Capitol Hill to get my hilites touched up.  Words cannot express how so very grateful I am for Owner/Stylist Extraordinnaire Massimo (AKA Max)!!!  Seriously.  The man is a magician.  

Here's the BEFORE shot:

And then DURING!  Random fact: Max's assistant from Iraq and I chatted in Arabic.  I so miss Salon culture in the Middle East.  It's been awhile since someone last told me, "NAIMAN!"  And yes, that is a cup of coffee in my hand.  Hilites take a long while, ya know!

La dee daaa, more DURING shots.  Does this mean we are BFFs now that you've seen me with a hair cap?  And yes, that is a glass of vino in my hand.  I believe in balance, people...balance.

And FINALLY, the AFTER shot!  Bye, bye, roots!  

I always feel like I could be in a Pantene Pro-V commercial after Max styles my hair.  Unfortunately, this feeling only lasts a couple hours before I royally mess it up or my Little Nugget spits up all over it...or something.

Massimo Salon on Capitol Hill, people!!  I am quite picky when it comes to finding the right balance between top-notch talent and reasonable prices, and I have found a glorious union of those two important factors in Massimo Salon.  Not to mention, they serve you drinks on the house and their welcoming, lively customer service is second to NONE!  

Happy Friday, everyone!