Can you believe Vidal Sassoon (the company not the man himself) had the cheek to leave me an answer phone message asking me to come in and be a demo model... a.k.a have them cut my hair to shreds again. I'd like to be handed a pair of scissors and give that fat italian bastard a taste of his own medicine. So no, I'm not going in funnily enough, I just deleted the message and shuddered at the memory of my old hair where I had a hood or a hat permanently glued to my head and felt ever so grateful that it's growing out now.
MILLY.D
