"Delicious" and "sweet" are not exactly the first words that come to mind when describing the Blues salon, an east-side staple that recently celebrated its five-year anniversary at the Orpheum.
The trendy salon - known for its big hair and even bigger personalities - filled the Orpheum with DJs, booze and 200 red velvet cupcakes, of which I ate approximately 125. Every member of the Blues staff - Marie, Stan, Robin, Christina and Ryan - was dressed to the nines, and at least two had new hair colors.
See, that's the problem with partying among stylists. My unwashed hair that I hurriedly threw up with bobby pins had less of the "beach babe" vibe that I was aiming for and more of the "ow, it hurts to look at it" vibe. My pal Caitlyn's new boyfriend, who has hair past his shoulders, told me that he was hiding in fear for his scalp's safety.
In the end, though, none of that mattered. Everyone was nice (at least to our face), and the combination of sugar and alcohol had everyone flying high. A mysterious and uninvited trio of crazily dancing boys got the party moving with a chair-dancing spectacle - the likes of which will probably never be seen again, because I'm guessing two of them woke up the next day with some serious back injuries.
The Blues gang plans on having more parties every few months or so (the one prior to the birthday gathering had Marie jumping out from a giant cake), including rumors of a salon slumber party. Stop in to its Willy Street location for a bang trim, and stay tuned.