When I sat down on the oversized, white couches of Warren Tricomi Salon on Melrose Avenue, I thought that I had made it big. Blonde-guru, Kaz Amor, greeted me, and my interview as a hairstylist-assistant commenced. I had collar-bone length, violet-y-red hair that was shaved on one side (thank you to my rebellious fashion ideas via beauty school). This entire look was complete with velvet thigh-high boots and an extreme air of confidence.
It only took one, twelve hour work day (and being ridiculed for not ordering my tuna salad without mayo) to realize that it was time to grow-out that shaved hair of mine (and always opt for the carb-less choice). What I had noticed was that every stylist and colorist within the salon looked like a fashion icon or a celebrity themselves. Their hair and makeup were always red-carpet ready. Their outfits were collected from all of the best sample sales (yes, they worked in high heels). And their skills and techniques were not like anything I had seen or heard of in beauty school.
You see, Los Angeles is the meca of beautiful humans, and I was now in the business of beauty...
My hair grew as my knowledge did: slowly and surely, and I absorbed more information than I could ever imagine. I transitioned into a style that would attract the clientele that I desired, and I began to think in a "Melrose State of Mind".
Out of all of the lessons that I could have absorbed and taken back with me to Denver, it was the concept of "branding yourself" that has become my biggest ally. Not only has my "Melrose Mind" helped me to pinpoint my strengths, but it has allowed me to target who I am as a woman and artist overall. Xox