Article of the week!
Short, but perfectly formed
By Sophie Elmhirst Published 16 October 2009 17:55
So I might have overblown it slightly. But still, this is great. And for a Friday afternoon, it's PERFECT.
From the UB Post in Mongolia: "City Championship for Barbers and Beauticians".
It's a short piece. So I'm going to copy it out here in full:
A city's championship of hairdressers and beauticians will be held on October 9.
Participators (barbers and beauticians) will compete for nine events such as hairstyle for men and women, headdress of evening and elective haircut.
In the competition, participants will show transformation of face on the face and body. They will make manicures by gouache and brush.Mongolian Union of Barbers and Manicurists announced that "In this year, participators can't use adhesive and inlay on the nail".
Last year, N Batmonkh, barber of Tserenkhand salon, won the first place in the championship and was awarded by Grandpre from International competition.
Where to begin? The "elective haircut"? "Headdress of evening"? (WHY AREN'T THERE PICTURES?) The ban on adhesives? (So controversial!) Or the greatest line of all: "participants will show transformation of face on the face and body". I'm sorry, what? What what what? Face on the face? Face on the body? Will there be faces in different parts of the body?
More importantly, I can't believe I missed the actual event. If anyone has pictures, please send.
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1 comment
Le cours de la vie.
Quand je pense
au premier
âge de ma
jeunesse, une
corporelle rime
m'appelle
silencieuse comme
une blanche
harmonie, et
un chant disparaît....
Francesco Sinibaldi