blog written by Marcy (Master Stylist at Hairroin Salon)
Hey everyone, I just wanted to tell you a little bit about my oscar weekend...
I think los angeles is a crazy place, you can meet the coolest people and go to the craziest parties, then go home and just live a regular life...
I started my weekend on Saturday night after a super busy day at the salon. I went to my friend laser's birthday party at Lucy liu's house in the canyon. It was so fun. Her place is so beautiful and relaxing. A beautiful pool and the tulip magnolia trees I love . Laser is her interior decorator, so her place is off the charts - of course. We just drank wine and hung out for a few hours. Really nice. I didn't want to stay long because I had a busy day the next day- oscar day.
I had two different sets of people to to for the day. One directed Kung fu panda and the other produced a documentory short about the man who witnessed martin Luther king's assasination. I was hopeful that one-if not both would win.
I went to my first client's house and cut and styled john's hair and set and styled his wife. Her dress was amazing- vintage French lace made into a corseted beauty. He was in a tux- of course. I felt like they were all good, so I split to my second client's house...
I got to margaret's house none too soon. Her limo was scheduled to be there in two hours and she needed to have hair, make-up and get dressed. We decided on a version on the fa-bob. Loosly put up with waves. I set her hair and did a mini French twist on the bottom and pulled back a few, but not everything from the front. She went to make-up. NBC was there to do a piece on her about people going to the oscar's for the first time- it was chaos. She was wearing a beautiful black long dress with six inch heels- ouch. She looked radiant. I cried- for real...
I watched the show that night and caught glimpses of my people and got excited. By the end - neither of my people won, but it was still fun to be a part of their cool ass day.
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It's an honor just to be nominated.
Blog written by Simon (Senior stylist at Hairroin Salon)
Driving to the Roosevelt Hotel and looking for parking hours before the beginning of the oscars, was not the easiest thing to do. Because of the security, I had to park about six blocks away, and walk with all my tools and product.
I entered the lobby of the Roosevelt a little sweaty and nervous about what awaited me. We had been called by the concierge and informed that two women needed hair and makeup done because they would be attending the prestigious event. I was instructed on what room to go to, given a key that allowed me access into the elevators, and before I knew it I was whisked up eight flights to a room number I had written on the back of some Roosevelt Hotel stationary.
I was greeted at the door by the sweetest two women I've ever met. One was from Australia and the other from New Zealand. They had won a "hollywood dream trip" in which they had to explain a time that their best friend had done something horrible to them. They told me the winning story, which reminded me of how many horrible things I've done to my friends, and we cracked up and got started.
I did two very elegant looks on them, to keep with the whole hollywood starlet vibe their weekend demanded.
Stacy was there to hold it down on the makeup end, which she did a phenomenal job at, and the two women were transformed into even more delights then when they opened the door.
They thanked us and we were on our way. By the time I got back to my VW, I realized that the walk back had seemed so much shorter.
There's something about helping somebody reach their true potential that makes all the walking, and stressing, and not knowing, melt away to the point that allows me to I reflect on how special my job is. Getting to do hair that is going to be walking down the red carpet! How cool!
I only hope our two starlets had as much fun with us as we did with them.
Hairroin Salon
323.467.0392
www.hairroinsalon.com
Driving to the Roosevelt Hotel and looking for parking hours before the beginning of the oscars, was not the easiest thing to do. Because of the security, I had to park about six blocks away, and walk with all my tools and product.
I entered the lobby of the Roosevelt a little sweaty and nervous about what awaited me. We had been called by the concierge and informed that two women needed hair and makeup done because they would be attending the prestigious event. I was instructed on what room to go to, given a key that allowed me access into the elevators, and before I knew it I was whisked up eight flights to a room number I had written on the back of some Roosevelt Hotel stationary.
I was greeted at the door by the sweetest two women I've ever met. One was from Australia and the other from New Zealand. They had won a "hollywood dream trip" in which they had to explain a time that their best friend had done something horrible to them. They told me the winning story, which reminded me of how many horrible things I've done to my friends, and we cracked up and got started.
I did two very elegant looks on them, to keep with the whole hollywood starlet vibe their weekend demanded.
Stacy was there to hold it down on the makeup end, which she did a phenomenal job at, and the two women were transformed into even more delights then when they opened the door.
They thanked us and we were on our way. By the time I got back to my VW, I realized that the walk back had seemed so much shorter.
There's something about helping somebody reach their true potential that makes all the walking, and stressing, and not knowing, melt away to the point that allows me to I reflect on how special my job is. Getting to do hair that is going to be walking down the red carpet! How cool!
I only hope our two starlets had as much fun with us as we did with them.
Hairroin Salon
323.467.0392
www.hairroinsalon.com
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