“…as a beauty editor, if you allow all the people who want to cut/color/gloss/perm your hair to have their way with you, you’ll be completely bald in less than a month.”
—Lucky beauty director Jean Godfrey-June
It’s true—beauty editors are always being offered freebie cuts and colour jobs, which admittedly is a pretty darn cool perk of the job, especially in a recession.
But Jean is right. Playing guinea pig is no fun, which is why—after years of being encouraged to “go for it! You’re in fashion!”—I now refuse to let anyone near my head with a pair of scissors or or a bottle of dye, unless I’m paying for it. When you haven’t properly vetted your hairstylist, the situation will inevitably result in too-short bangs, colour that’s too light or too dark, stripey highlights or fried ends. (And yes, I’ve had all five, thankyouverymuch.)
Better to spring for the cut or colour by the person you really want than start the vicious cycle of correcting the previous person’s work. So what I advise, for beauty editors and civilians alike, is to do your research. If you don’t have a regular stylist, find out who styles the people whose hair you admire. That’s how I found my colourist, actually—I asked a girl on the subway. (I couldn’t see her face, just her amazing blonde highlights. Turns out, she was my long-lost friend J.! A fortuitous day indeed.) My mom found the guy who cuts our hair by watching the makeovers on CityLine. Gee, is it any wonder I turned up in this profession?