I used to be a Haute Head
October 28, 2008
The booth next to mine at the craft fair was selling tie dye tee shirts. The guy running the booth is also the owner of a hair salon in town. He had his mom and a couple of his hair dressers to help him. So I got to talk a about the hair business. Some one asked him about his prices and he said they were reasonable, not “200 dollars for highlights like Haute Heads.” He said they people that work there “go to the gym and eat right and look a certain way and they think that gives them the right to overcharge people. But most people just want a good hair cut.” And he made the point that they have people there with barely any experience that are charging more than his stylist with 20 years experience do.
I went to Haute Heads about three time a few years ago. I started going there because the outside of the building was cute, and I continued to go there because it was cute on the inside. It has jewel toned walls with gold scroll work and mirrors with fancy frames. The sitting room has these big purple poofy chairs. And they sell beaded jewelry that’s a lot like the kind I make. It’s great. It reminds me of the set of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella… my kind of place. But I quit going mainly because of the cost. It was about double the cost of a mall hair cut. And I didn’t like the fact that the girl kept saying that may hair was mousey brown and that I needed to dye it like chestnut brown. But I like being a blonde, dark blonde, but blonde none the less.
Anyway I was more taken in by the beautiful decor rather than the beautiful people. But it gave me a different perspective. I would rather just get a good hair cut. And you know what really impressed me? All of the customers who came down to the craft fair just to support their friend. I think that’s priceless.