I was recovering from the hairdo from hell when my workout instructor, Jill, a 5-foot firebrand with a knockout physique paused to adjust her ponytail and unleashed the most astonishing golden mane. There must have been 30 girls in the class, Hollywood girls, actresses, real lookers, just on the cusp of A-list, and I assure you each and everyone's jaw dropped: ""We are a ?kula,?? the diminutive blond beauty purred, ""Kula is community and as a community we encourage supporting and promoting our members."" She tossed that now iconic mane and a conspiratorial wink at Angela, hairstylist and colorist unparalleled, 3rd row back hoisting the dumbbells. Do you realize, hair care seekers, how hard it is to be a 5-foot firebrand with a mane and not look like a prematurely wizened applicant for a Little Miss beauty pageant? Every woman has an innate sense of proportionality and intuits this age-old conundrum, which is why, I suppose, shortly after Jill's public service announcement, the girls literally stampeded our very own lovely and unassuming Angela from Cush Salon, who by then was so deluged with requests she could barely finish her workout. That was three years ago. My longevity and loyalty are testimony to this artist's handiwork. I recovered from the hairdo from hell, all right, and were I not a secular Humanist by nature I'd say this coif (picture a revivified hybrid of Dahlia Lavi in ?Casino Royale? and Julie Christie in ?Shampoo?) is pretty darn close to Hairdo Heaven.... More on my trauma of turning salt-and-pepper later and how Angela and Cush Salon saved the day!
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