The riffs of the bass start playing and I know it’s time to get up. I
still roll a little bit in bed but then it’s time for shower and get ready.
Today I’m going to the salon and in fact I’m enthusiastic, I’ve not been there
for a couple of days and I’m eager to learn more stuff.
Xuan and me, leave Thach Thao and Phuc at the school and then, wait at
home for Xuan to solve a couple of stuff until we’re able to go to Lady Bulldog
for breakfast. Like this minutes pass running and it’s already time to go to
the salon
I arrive there at 9.30 and there is already a client fixing the
nails, I grab a chair and seat in order to watch one more time how to do it. I arrive
in the end so there’s no much to see… guess it’s time for some practicing so
let’s get the fake fingers and try to do the acrylic nails one more time. In fact
I only have time do it that once as, today, the salon doesn’t have the door
closed, so many clients that at one point, I have to stand up as there’s no
place for me to seat.
I always get surprised with stuff I’ve been seeing here and today was
the day to get surprised with the fact that the old lady seating in front of
the mirror, in the photo, had extensions in her hair, until here everything ok,
but the extensions were green… too weird!
Guess the lady had between 60 and 65 years old and was dressed to
impress…
I spend the all day watching nails being made, between acrylic and gel
and a couple of flowers my day goes running. I’m too tired so I call Xuan to
tell her I’ll be walking home but she doesn’t let me and 5 minutes after, the
motorbike and Xuan stop in front of the salon. I say bye bye to everyone and we
head home.
I have to say that being tired starts catching up to me… I don’t even
have the will to do anything else besides sleeping so after playing a little
bit with Thach Thao and Phuc and after eating dinner, I go to my room. I’m
hoping I’m able to take a shower and watch a couple of TV shows but my hopes
where just hopes because after the shower, my eyes close…
Night night peeps!

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