Emerson Salon – Capitol Hill Seattle

Okay, here’s the thing. I’ve got pretty great hair, and I know what to do with it. Yeah, there’re those days when I can’t be bothered to care that if I’ve let it be curly it shouldn’t be in a ponytail, but for the most part, I’ve got good hair.

My visit to Emerson Salon (with the fantastic to spend 45 minutes with Peter!) was the first time I’ve seen someone new for my hair in at least four years. Possibly six, I can’t quite remember. It’s not like I was dissatisfied with my old girl, but my mind has decided that while driving to Bellevue is fine for the mall, the same does not go for my hair. (Plus she’s not there on Wednesday or Thursday, the two most convenient days of the week for me…)

Coming here and seeing Peter was a great experience. It felt like he got everything I was saying even when I wasn’t sure what I was saying, and he didn’t try and give me any of the BS “you MUST come in 6 weeks if you’re growing it out” or “your hair will fall right out, all over the floor, if you don’t buy this product. and this one. oh, and the one here.” That’s so refreshing! I don’t need the hard sell on products that probably won’t make much difference (or that I just plain wouldn’t use anyway) and I’ll come in when my hair feels yucky, thank you very much!

But yeah, I didn’t get anything fancy done, just a desperately needed trim and lightening up of the layers, but it feels great. Everything about the place was great from the three friendly women there when I walked in (ladies, you know sometimes that can be very different in places like this!), to the $40 (plus tip) that I happily paid as I left.