Nicknamed the “hot girl factory” because of their impressive model clientele, Whittemore House was a salon I had to check out while I was in New York. An even better reason to visit is to sit in the chair of my favourite hair blogger, Reagan the Hairdresser on Fire.
I wanted to take more photos of the salon and the divine dishevelled decor, but it felt too cool to start snapping away at everything. I did take a few pics while the fabulous Reagan did my hair and then in one of the secret styling rooms. Yes, they have secret rooms so you can have your hair done in private. No-one need ever know you’re not a natural blonde.
Oh how I wish I was still in New York. The city has changed me and I can’t wait to go back and pick up the piece of my heart I left there. I must go back, and soon. Will you do my hair again Reagan?