I went and visited my hair salon this last weekend. This is always one of my favorite times. My stylist is amazing. I love him. He is very gay and very hilarious. Time flies when I am in that chair and we are chatting. Unfortunately I do not get to visit him all that often. He is expensive and I am a poor graduate student. So really I only see him about once every three or four months.
As he and his assistant are working on my hair he asked me about any new and exciting adventures in my life. I told him I had been in Nepal with my dad and that after graduate school I want to move there. Just take off for a few years and go explore and experience Nepal some more. He thought this was the most fantastic idea and then proceeded to tell me he had done that after school. He went to Italy for a year and a half, much to his mother’s dismay. He then told me [in much to great of detail] about the yearlong affair he had with this dreamy Italian man.
Assistant: But you’re married now.
Stephen: That’s right. I’m married. [sigh] To the same man for 14 years.
Yeti: 14 years! Wow! That is quite an accomplishment. Congratulations!
Stephen: You bet your ass. That’s like 75 straight years. It’s harder for us gay people.
Oh how I love that man. I wish you all could meet him. If you’re looking for a new place to go get your hair cut let me know – I know this guy…
Stephen was so proud of the finished product he called me South Pasadena's Next Top Model. Well...I'm not gonna argue.