Image: Mia Freedman mid-chop (and colour)
When it comes to my hair, I am very submissive. The submissivist. Once I find a hairdresser that I trust – truly trust – I give myself wholeheartedly to them. Body and soul. And hair.
I’ve been going to Jaye Edwards (who owns and runs two salons called Edwards and Co in Sydney and Melbourne) for less than a year but ours has been a very intense connection. I fell fast and hard and now when I see him, I’m a Golden Retriever puppy: straight on my back and waving my paws in the air hoping for a tummy scratch (note: this is a METAPHOR, I am not actually on my back because that would be inappropriate and might weird-out the other clients in the salon although Jaye’s two dogs would be down with it – more about them shortly).
The Chop: From Rapunzel to Rose Byrne
I respect and admire Jaye as a business person and a human. He left school at 16 and has built an incredible business and he’s still only 25; a number I find impossible to reconcile with his maturity and wisdom something I enjoy in spades as we talk during my appointments about everything from relationships, work, family, sexuality to current affairs and celebrities (of whom there are many whose hair he does although he’s super discreet about that dammit).