So you are probably wondering what the topic is – or you know and you want to know why I have put this into the “hair” category.  Here’s the deal, I went to a Ludacris concert recently.  Google him if you don’t know who I am talking about.  It was somewhat going to be a fun event and somewhat a work event.  I am not sure how or if I would share the story from either of those angels.  However, I can write about the connection to the event and my hair.  And how I was treated becuase of it.

So here goes…

Hopefully, you have read the “pink highlights” story already.  What I did not clarify in that story was that this particular hair style was done specifically with Ludacris in mind.  The event was supposed to happen on November 10th but was bumped because Ludacris ended up hosting Saturday Night Live that weekend.  I had set up my hair color appointment for the 9th via Nicci’s advice so that we could have a solid hair ‘do’ for the Ludacris event.  At the time, I had been told I would have part in doing a training on HIV to the staff and performers at this event (including Ludacris).  When the date got changed, I decided to go ahead with my scheduled hair appointment.  I didn’t know if or when the event would happen for sure.

I did not know until less than a week before for certain.  It was questionable up until days before whether the training would occur or not.

I learned a few hours before the concert that I was going to stand on stage at midnight, right before Ludacris would perform, in front of a possible crowd of 4,000.  yikes…

We were to meet up with the head of security when we arrived.  He had been alerted to watch for ‘a woman with a beard’ and “just in case there are more than one women with a beard, she is the one with pink highlights in her hair”.  Indeed, the hair helped me stand out enough, amazingly in that crowd, to not be hassled by the security dude.

The hair… it got me some excellent looks and very nice compliments throughout the night.  Thank God too, any amount of ego boost was helpful in getting the nerve to stand up on the stage.  I don’t know if Ludacris saw my hair at all but the rest of the crowd did.  And I know it looked good.  Thank God, I needed to feel pretty that night…

PS I got my hair cut tonight.  The pink highlights are still fabulous and bright.  Nicci said it was OK to use her name now so I won’t have to keep refering to her as the woman who does my hair.  She rocks.