Remember when you were young and desperate for your parents to buy you that cool shiny new toy? You gave impassioned speeches declaring that you would positively die if you didn’t get it. You leveraged promises of good behavior and chores done without complain as you hoped and prayed that toy into your possession. You might have even hopped about with barely contained excitement over the prospect of that toy becoming yours. I know I did…
Viking Queen Hair
I’m going to let you in on a not so secret secret. I don’t do my own hair. Ever. And if I do, it’s pretty bad looking. Because of that, I get a blow-out once a week. It might sound like a bit of an extravagance and I guess it is to some extent but in my mind, it’s money very well spent. I can either have pretty hair or a mane that resembles a horse’s tail. However, thanks to the rising popularity of blow-dry bars, this luxury is becoming more and more accessible. Montreal’s latest blow-dry bar, BLOME…