Dear John,
I hate to end things this way. I just couldn’t face you with my hair in its current state. It’s too fabulous. You’d have known I cheated.
And it’s true. I’ve found someone else: Cutler, the New York hair salon, just opened in the Gansevoort.
At first, I was seduced by the plush Italian leather chairs, chiffon lamps, flat-screen TVs, and twenty-foot ceilings (I’m sorry, size does matter). But it’s not just about appearances.
Cutler makes me feel special. The Redken color lab is on full display, so I’m included in the shade-picking process. (Unlike you, with your nefarious backroom mixing. I knew you were smoking.) Also on the menu, intensive treatments like Strengthen Up (with extra protein), No More Flakes (to end dandruff), and Bye, Bye Build-Up (a clarifying system).
Sorry to leave you dyeing on the inside,
Simone
Cutler, 2377 Collins Avenue (305-672-4499).