Our mothers and grandmothers were the housekeepers, the silent partners of accounting and organizing family gatherings, the emotional anchors that we all leaned on. In their day, where else could they go to get replenished? Therapy was not popular or affordable, support groups – hardly established…so they went to the beauty parlor, not only to have their hair “done” but to get a little TLC too, and a little love and coffee served to them and it all made them smile and feel pampered if only for one hour. It’s no wonder they were so dedicated to these weekly rituals.
This is Doris with her hairstylist, Pepe.
(Doris is my mom, my anchor)