Who has time to take long chunks out of their work day for necessary beauty maintenance? Not me. That’s why I always find myself bribing salon receptionists for the coveted Saturday afternoon appointment. A lengthy color treatment is now eating my weekend, but at least I’m not biting my nails, staring at my watch to make sure I’m back in the office for a 2pm conference call. This is why I jumped at the opportunity to check out the Xac Anthony Salon in Chelsea, fabled to be a party....
~model behavior~
