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Desperately seeking “une coiffure à la mode”

November 5, 2010

Last week, one of my to dos was to book a hair appointment. I needed a haircut badly, yes I was desperate. My friend, Erica, recommended her “coiffeur,” Patrick, at  Abat-Jour in Montemartre. I went in and booked my appointment in French with success.

Later, I mentioned to my friend Malik that I needed a haircut. He suggested that his sister Myriam Addou, who has a private salon in her home in the 16ème, cut my hair. Pourquoi pas?  I set un “rendez-vous” with her and canceled my other appointment.

Avant - Myriam and Me

It was the most memorable haircut. A scooter ride whisked me from the ”banlieue” of Paris past the Eiffel Tour across the Seine to the Tracadéro and into the heart of the 16th arrondissement.  I entered the spacious apartment to find Myriam cutting the hair of a handsome French comedien. He was ”a peu près” 55.

Later, I discovered listening to their conversation, that she has been his “‘coiffeuse” since he was 18-years old. She has a selective clientèle. I was surprised to see her giving him a dry haircut. Her hands moved with alacrity. In the middle of his cut, she stopped, made two espressos one for me and him and then went on her way to finish his cut.

She greeted me with a warm hug and kindly told me that my hair needed reformation or transformation, can’t remember which. She also mentioned that she had the pleasure of cutting Chuck Berry’s hair  (Gong Show fame).  Okay, I said do with it as you wish. I scheduled myself  for a cut, but as she performed the same Edward Scissorshands routine on my head I asked if she had time to color my hair.

Pendant - Me

This question gave her and I’m sure my Daddy great pleasure. The French are not direct people. What she wanted to say in the beginning was “honey, you need to color your hair.” We chose a color close to mine and off she went.

Here are the results and I’m very happy.

 

Après - Malik and Me

Every day is an opportunity to experience something new and be in the moment.

Grâce à Dieu.

Can’t forget…thanks Erica, Malik and of course Myriam!

3 Comments leave one →
  1. Deb Mackey Tankersley permalink
    November 5, 2010 8:10 am

    Gorgeous!

  2. November 5, 2010 2:37 pm

    Love reading the posts, Christi – over coffee – gets my day started on a good note! Can’t wait to see you, darling.

  3. Joann Wilson permalink
    November 5, 2010 5:38 pm

    Carol passed on your blog to me and I was quickly transported! You look ‘mavilous’! So happy for you darling but miss seeing you. I will raise a glass (or two) at the Taste of Tuscany event tonight to you and your ‘excellent adventure’.

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