The Life in the Daze of a Heterosexual Hairstylist

It's my job to make women look and feel better; inside and out. I take pride in my profession and it shows. My demeanor is not average, that of my profession, so my character plays a huge part in my success. I allow my clients to dig inside my brain. Why wouldn't women take advantage of this rare opportunity? But does that qualify me to give any type of life advice? I too, have a life from behind this chair; a life of confusion, misfortune and despair; thus I wait for love. Will love find me? That's the number one issue amongst most of my clientele. The question I hear so often is "where are all the good men?" or "why is my man acting this way?”.

So I pray that I don't lead them astray. I cease not to transgress though my path becomes wearier by the day, until today. I refuse to walk in a daze for the remaining of my days. There's a purpose to everyone's path; this is my journey. Having a male heterosexual hairstylist isn't common.