Kinda scary, huh?

I was doing a “photo shoot” with Elly, feeding her the proper attention she needs in order to thrive as a performer.

I said “Give me the ‘Get out of my bedroom’ look!” and this was the the expression she came up with.

“Elly! That’s not the get out of my bedroom face. That’s the ‘I’m about to fart’ face!”

She broke out into her checkerboard smile.

It’s such an awkward, wonderful phase.

Are you familiar with Aveda?

Aveda is a global company which makes outrageously incredible hair care, skin care and cosmetic products. If you’ve never had a chance to smell their products, seek them out! I doubt very much that you would be disappointed.

If it sounds like I’m peddling their products, it’s because I am. I was recently hired as a salon coordinator (manager for us old school folks) at an upscale Aveda concept salon.

Let me tell ya, it’s a far cry from being a lunch lady or managing a Starbucks. There is a certain unspoken rule to look your absolute best while at work. I find myself sucking in my stomach for eight hours because the people I work with are anorexic beauty contestants who have metabolisms of hummingbirds and can seemingly eat whatever they want without gaining an ounce. Sucking your stomach in for eight hours hurts!

I find myself wearing high heels which should come with training wheels and OSHA safety certification.

I’m constantly checking for a newly sprouted chin hair because imagine the horror if a customer should spot one on my face, go home and call her girlfriends to say “Don’t go back to THAT salon. The manager has let herself go!”

I no longer represent deep fried egg rolls to a bunch of pimply faced teenagers. I represent beauty, wellness and environmental leadership to clients who are in search of the fountain of youth.

Wish me luck.