My friend and hairdresser, Hillary, is crazy. Evidence: Who the eff puts this much wasabi in their shoyu?

She has also determined that it would be more economical to eat Cap’n Crunch at a frogurt bar than it is to buy it in the box. Not that anybody would actually do this or anything . . .

BUT, she does good hair. And I mean good hair, like ever since I started seeing her (when I finally got tired of the ladies at Fantastic Sam’s gossiping about my hair in Korean – you know you’re not just being paranoid when they start pointing, though what was so interesting about my hair, anyway?), people have actually complimented me on my haircuts. And when I finally trusted her enough with the cuts, I let her do color. And she does great things with color:

(Ignore the rest of the photo, it’s about the hair!)

Friends I’ve referred to Hillary have also appreciated her skill and quirkiness. And by “referred,” I mean I actually told some of them, and the rest were just stalking me on Yelp! (read my review) – but what can you do.

So, Hillary just started working exclusively out of a home-based salon she calls the Winam Hair Studio. It’s very Asian-inspired and cool:

. . . and it’s in close proximity to Starbucks. YAY. Call her, go there, get your hair done. And tell her I sent you, so I can keep track of my stalkers. ;o)