support small businesses

I used to go to a fancy hairdresser near where I used to work. Ever since I’ve been out of work, every time I need a hairdo, I procrastinate for months and then go to him again. He does a very good job. This time I started thinking I needed a hairdresser near where I live. But it’s hard to change hairdresser – takes courage… there are many haridresser shops around where I live, I walk by them every day, never had the urge to go in.
Today I noticed a new shop a little off the main street, and as I like to look at new shops, I made a small detour to walk by it. Turns out to be a hairdresser’s. I walked by, reconsidered, came back, and sat for a hairdo…
He is very young, and very new, nobody to help him – make appointments, sweep, shampoo, just him doing all the work. He workd very slowly and carefully… it was quite funny.
The result – well, I need some de-mystification. No matter what the man does, I will never be ugly, not a shocking beauty. Just old me. Anyway, he seemed to understand that I don’t want high maintanace, and that I’m not too stylish, and that I like my hair a little wild. He did do the mistake of suggesting highlights. Pff. As if I don’t have the perfect natural color for me.

Maybe I should stop supporting it to such a degree. Nice though they are.

Apart from all other moral reasons to shop on small businesses – which I do support – I have also been thinking: why would people buy from me (when I do sell) when they can go to the big shops? And I’ve decided that we, small businesses, should support eachother. I will buy from the woman who bakes bread at home; I will buy from the woman who makes quilts, the one who designs bugs, and they will buy from me. Then we will have a network of people – mainly women – buying and selling their self-made products. I want to live in that world.