Yesterday, I found out that Vidal Sassoon died. He was one of my heroes, in a big
way. He had a profound influence
on my own career, and on my entire industry. I had always hoped to meet him one day. It saddens me to know that now that that
will never happen, but he certainly lived a full life.
The following is something that I wrote for my writing class
earlier this winter/spring, the assignment was to write 500 words about someone who inspired me. I thought now would be a good time to
share it.
Vidal Sassoon: My Inspiration
I wanted to be a hairstylist my whole life. I remember watching the commercials for
Vidal Sassoon hairspray when I was little, with the perfect bob that swung from
side to side, and thinking, “I’m gonna do that.” I didn’t want to be the girl (although I wanted that hair);
I wanted to be the stylist.
When I began my career, I had a pretty clear image of what I
wanted to do. I wanted it to be
glamorous.
I got one of the most sought after jobs of my classmates,
working for Heinz Schaeffer, the European uber stylist.
A week before I was to start, I took a vacation to LA, and
my goals solidified. What I really wanted to do was hair for the
movies. I could have my name in
the credits. I could be a member
of the Academy.
I began doing
the things that I felt would prepare me.
I excelled at styling, I could blow dry the curl out of anyone’s
hair. I built a portfolio of
editorial work. I was published in
Passion Magazine (the industry’s most prestigious publication) at 22.
Then, three and a half years into my career, my boss thought
I should get a little bit of “ongoing education” at the Vidal Sassoon Academy
in Santa Monica. It sounded fun,
and I loved LA. He didn’t have to
twist my arm. I thought this would
be a great way to “network” anyway, to maybe get some connections for going out
there to work at my dream.
But, after a week at the academy, everything had changed for
me. Vidal Sassoon had changed my
life. I was fascinated with his
story, and it changed the way I did hair forever.
Vidal Sassoon first started changing the world in the
sixties. It was the age of
roller-sets, Beehives and Bouffants.
He looked at the women in salons and realized that the only people with
good hair were the ones who could afford to go to the salon and have their hair
done once a week. This didn’t seem
right to him. He began to ask
questions. “What if we taught
women how to do their own hair?”
“What if we cut hair to work with
the natural texture, rather than fighting against it?” They say that he started a revolution.
Because the industry is so different now, it’s hard to
fathom what a difference he made. But let me put it to you this way: Without his ideas, we wouldn’t have the hand-held blow dryer. We would all still be the women in
beauty shops, getting our hair set once a week under the hood dryers, sipping
pink lemonade. He changed an
entire culture.
And I no longer want to be a hair stylist to the stars. I want to make real people beautiful, and teach them to love the hair that they have.
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