February was a super busy month, but one of the highlights was when Ryan Teal was  invited to participate in this years 2010 Canadian Hairdresser of the Year Award. As some of you may remember DeAnnalyn and Ryan Teal won International Hairdresser of the Year 2009, so it was a treat to present this year.

Ryan Teal walking the stage with his beautiful models

Ryan Teal taking a picture of the audience

Great shot from back stage

Frank Cini a L’Oreal Portfolio Artist from Taz Hair in Toronto Canada

The right side of the Audience, Lucy Doughty  is waving in the foreground

The Left Side of the Audience BABAK in the foreground Nic French from Matrix in the background wearing the orange and red scarf.

BABAK taking a picture of Ryan taking a picture of him.

James Morrison formerly from

Tony and Guy

Nicole Obert from

Arrojo Studio and Shear Genius

Lucy Doughty from

Paul Mitchell

Brian and Sandra Smith from

Matrix

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I awoke from my deep slumber or stupor (whichever the case may be) to the buzzing of a text message received at 7a.m. on Saturday morning, “That’s weird,” I thought.  My family was all comfy in their beds including my daughter, Tuesday, who rarely spends a night at home anymore. So I knew it couldn’t possibly be any of the them, nor was it  my mom because she doesn’t even know how to text.  Finally, after the third message, I decided that I had better answer because it might be kind of urgent.

It was Alexis, the Show and Special events coordinator for L’Oreal.  Apparently, one of the Headliners for a Seattle Hair Show which was happening on Sunday morning had fallen ill and could not make it and asked if I could possibly jump in.  I knew about the show (one of my Jr. Staff members,  Jacie was going to be helping with the makeup back stage) and I had actually thought about going but had already booked my entire weekend with business and family matters.   The show’s format of  “no sales” and pure education was appealing, not to mention that it has been a million years since I have had the opportunity to see a show.  I was starting to salivate as my creative juices started to flow at the mere idea of possibly being on stage again in Seattle.

I knew I wanted to go, but how could I?  I had already scheduled a “hands on” haircutting class at my salon for Sunday and my daughter had a concert that I really wanted to go to on Saturday night.  Well after some coaxing from DeAnnalyn (and crossing my fingers behind my back), we decided that it would be a good idea for me to go so that I could start getting back on the  “presentation” horse and help out my new found family, at L’Oreal Professional.

So after a full half day in the salon, I rushed to the Portland Airport where it actually took me more time to check and uncheck my luggage than it did to fly to Seattle.   I arrived at the Convention Center in Seattle just in time to miss all of the demonstration models.  Luckily, three presentation models, who by the way were amazing, were still in the building so in my mind and professionally speaking, “that was covered.”  I had yet to see the six demonstration models, but would not have the opportunity until 6 a.m. the following morning.

Just to let you know, I do not do stress well, especially if DeAnn (who is always on the other end of the teeter-totter) is not there to balance me out.   After 2 hours of sleep,  a full bottle of wine,  and 14 trips to the rest  room I was ready to meet the team in the lobby of the hotel. It was actually kind of funny because we did not tell Jacie I was coming so when she arrived at model call at 6:00 I yelled at her and told her she was late. Her eyes flew open like a deer in the headlights, her jaw fell to the floor and the color drained from her face in shock to see me there.   I laughed so hard I had to make a 15th trip to the restroom.  Ahhh good times!

The morning started a little slow as usual with everyone running around and not enough moving forward going on.   I practiced my “move slow but work fast”  technique.   I think this technique scares everyone but it pays off in the end.

The show was a great success, and everyone kept saying that I was the hero for coming through at the last minute, but the true heroes were my Team.  The Team that I got to meet and rely upon.   People like Jacie, and Debra for doing Make up.   Jodi who always had a smile on her face and was ready to work, and can pack a car like no one else. Scott who became my right arm without ever having worked with me.  He was able to adapt to my finishing style. Steven Cristobal, the only other person I have ever shared a stage with besides my wife, DeAnn.  Steven is a true COLORIST. Maya who kept everything moving so smoothly, she was like the mother hen. Alexis, who was in New York the whole time but when the going got tough she was on it, and everyone else who worked there butts off.  I can’t remember all of your names, but I do know who you are.

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September/ October 2009

Page 71 - 77

As well as

Page 67 top right corner

ABOVE & BEYOND

HAIR: The Teals  MAKE UP: Lindsey Avenetti

WARDROBE: Elianna Bar-El & Kristen Beery

PHOTO: Taggert Winterhaulter for Purely Visual

“STRONG HAIR

These images certainly are strong… In cut, color, styling and shape.  Even the finished photos fight to be noticed. Take a cue for this season’s upcoming looks and train your arsenal of skills to bring out your strengths.  Find inspiration from these over the top looks that you can use to separate your work from the rest.”

The biggest comment I get is,  “I would never wear that hair style!”  DUH.  I mean, come on, just because I am a hairdresser does not mean that everything I do needs to be wearable.  Does every painting or every picture need to be hung on your wall?

Let’s ask Dianne Arbus or Salvadore Dali?

I dare not compare myself to such artists,  but I do wish that clients as well as hairdressers could except our Art as Art, and except what we do behind the chair as our Craft.

Anyhow, for those of you who don’t know, we all practice Martial Arts in my family.  The Samurai influence came from that including  the fact that I am a video gamer.  I was playing a lot of War Craft, when the inspiration came to me.

(What was I thinking?)

Kacey - I have to say Kacey is a Pro.  That hair piece on her head was made out of chicken wire and it was jabbing into her skull, but she still pulled off this amazing shot.  I think she looks like an Amazon.  She stands like 6′ 9″ and with the hair she was like 9 feet tall.  This is one of my personal favorites.

Chris - Chris was our “pitch”  hitter.  We called him at 6 o’clock on Monday, when the male model we had booked was a “no show” and we were to be out of the studio by 8 o’clock.   Chris drove in 45 minutes to be here and pulled off this shoot in the bottom of the last inning with only minutes to spare.  Chris, by the way,  is a pitcher for the Chicago Cubs.

I think he looks like NEO and I am a nerd.

Candace - The inspiration for this shot was Afro Samurai, as in the new video game with Sam Jackson.  I saw the hair in a clip and wanted to recreate the look of a flowing Afro. DeAnnalyn tied the rope around the bottom which gives it the whole hair tie feeling.

This is wig made out of that cheap weaving hair (that you get from Sally’s Beauty Supply) that I backcombed and dipped in wood varnish.

Adazoe - I love working with Adazoe.   She is super hip, and even has her own vintage clothing store in Portland.  We used her last year and  decided to use her again this year. It is something about her eyes makes the character sing.  We met Adazoe on the set of an LG Flat Screen commercial and we became fast friends.

This is a recycled bit from last year’s shot that we sewed together, backcombed and dipped in wood varnish.

Meridith - David, the photographer,  found her on Model Mayhem.  She had little or no portfolio to her name.  Originally,  we were going to use her only for the Color Collection,  but when one of the models needed to leave in a hurry, Meridith stepped in and gave us this shot.  Personally, I think this is up there with some of the best stuff D and I have ever done.

This hair piece is made out of wefts secured to a piece of drywall sandpaper, than cut to expose the color.

Kasey - This is Kasey again,  the same model as in the first image.  Yes, that is her real hair. The sword in the shot adds to the intensity.  I like the pose.

Errienne - Was actually a Beauty School student of mine who we shot with last year. I like to tell her that we use her only to make all of the other models look prettier.  But really, she is beautiful.  In this photo, as well as in last year’s photo,  it is her right hand that makes me love her.  She does that thing with her index finger, and that I think is so real.

This was one of the tougher pieces to make.  I think it took me close to 50 hours.  That is actually hair that I created into a bamboo helmet.  Suffice it to say that it would  take almost as many hours to explain how I did it.

This is on page 67 of the magazine as well.  LeAnne Marshall made the collar.

Thank you for reading.

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The Teals go to Canada Part 4

“NO FU*&%$#, WAY” did they just call my name? “I better get up there”.
It was all kind of a blur one minute they were showing the wrong slide show the next minute they were calling my name. God I wish I would have written a speech.

Anyhow I go walking up to the front…

When I was in high school I used to play foot ball not very well but I still played none the less. I remember going through drills and being able to catch movement out of the corner of your eye and prepare for the coming attack from the running back, or the safety or what ever. I say all that because as I was walking up to receive the award I saw that movement. In the form of a 6’ 9” Australian. Wearing a cowboy hat and a duster. I saw that he was flanking my approach, by running, diving, pushing little kids over. And before I could pull out my fancy foot work we collided. Mickey, an educator for Farouk Systems comes up and gives me this huge hug.

The down side is that I was prepared for that collision and tucked into position with my head down shoulder up and ready for impact. I ran square into his mouth with my head. Which I know must have hurt because he exhaled Canadian Whiskey all over my forehead.

After spinning out of the potential tackle I made my way for the podium where I was intercepted by the announcer “Rocky Vitelli” also from Farouk.
“I just wanted to say …” I was too nervous to talk or listen because I was afraid of another blast of bourbon in my face. So I thanked him and stumbled up to the mike.

The speech went well I asked everyone to squeeze together and pose for a picture which they did. I told them that The Canadians are way cool and they rock. Which I truly mean.

The rest of the award ceremony was great it consisted of picture taking and hand shaking. After the show Mickey invited us to an after show party which I assumed would be a good idea.

On the way to the club the cab drive took us through the slum of Toronto, I know he does it for all the tourists. We get to the club and it was hopping Standing room only. Or should I say we were packed into the club like sardines in a can, (Sounds like a Radio Head Song). I couldn’t even lift my arm to take a drink. Also the music was sooooooo loud that I couldn’t hear anything. I think I am just getting old, so DeAnn and I had a drink with Mickey who won Classic Hairdresser of the Year by the way, and bid Farwell.

By this point we were starving and everything was closed so we asked a cab driver to take us anywhere that would be open, so back through the slums to the worst Chinese food restaurant in Canada.
“This will be good” he said and sped off to the safer side of Toronto.

What he failed to mention was that it was impossible to get a cab in that part of town at that time of night. So here we are 2 o’clock in the morning with a belly full of Beer and Crappy Chinese food walking back to our hotel room. “WOW International Hairstylists of the Year.”

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Capello Salon
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Portland Oregon

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I have a really hard time sleeping, on the road it might be because 4 years ago Deannalyn and I bought a great bed. So no matter what hotel we are in the bed is half as nice as ours. I think it might be because I am one of the most neurotic people in existence. Compound that with, we our in Canada a place that I have only spent 40 hours in doing a hair show and I want to go exploring, double compound that with the fact that I am nominated for “International Hairdresser of the Year” is a recipe for disaster.

 

So when I finally made it down stairs the morning of the awards, after watching music videos, and an hour long work out, to get a cup of coffee at 4:30 am. I was surprised to see that Starbucks had not yet opened. So I hopped on face book at one of those communal computers they have set up in the lobby and my friends in Portland were just getting to sleep I knew I was in trouble.

 

9 long hours later I finally got DeAnnalyn and Tuesday up and ready to explore Toronto. I was like a kid at Disneyland, First I want to go to…., than to…., and I want to ride the pirates of the carribianne. Food is never a thought when you want to run from ride to ride. Tuesday, and D however had other plans, they needed to eat so we asked around and I reluctantly conceded and we went to this amazing Vegan restaurant off Queen Street, Called fresh. (I totally recommend this place it is all the coolness of Portland, with super cool people working, and great vegan and vegetarian food.)

 

After a great brunch we were off shopping Queen Street, Street vendors, Diesel, The Body Works and of course a grocery store. (Another side note, DeAnn cannot pass a grocery store with out going in.) We did find this totally RAD vintage clothing store called “The Black Market” that had different stores in a big warehouse setting. On of the stores was this MOD boutique with new clothing that was  re-issued from 60’s MOD gear. 4 button suits, Beatle Boots, Fred Perry Shirts, and even Lions dale Gear that I haven’t seen in Portland for 10 years. Needless to say Tuesday made out like a bandit.

 

Next stop was an Irish pub that I was surprised that kids could go into, so we stopped in for a Pint, or four of “Canadian”. On the way home we stopped into “Civello” a salon owned by Ray a big wig for AVEDA. We asked if we could have a tour and this super cutie assistant obliged. She thought it was funny however when I asked to see the break room and where the trash goes. Tuesday had to explain that we were opening a salon and we wanted to see the real salon.

 

At this point it was time to get back to the hotel and change, time to start freaking out. At one point I think I realized that I shampooed my hair 6 times. I would start my shower ritual, with a shampoo, move on to the next step, forget where I was and shampoo my hair again, start the next step, freak out, than shampoo my hair, and so on. During this point DeAnn asked if I had my acceptance speech.

 

“No”

“Why Not” she said.

“Because we are going to lose anyway” I moped

“Don’t say that”

“We are, the Canadians have asked us out here to make fun of us and we are going to go home empty handed. Besides our competitors are really good.”

 

So I didn’t even write a speech.

 

We get out of the cab a little while later and head up to the cocktail party a little early. I am given instructions by the same girl that I proposed to on the phone when we found out we were nominated, and quickly forget everything I am supposed to do. So I make Tuesday go back and ask what I am supposed to do, making a complete fool of myself. So we wander into the cocktail party section, after running into Lisa Vann, one of the other competitors and a dear friend but she is too busy so we can’t latch on to her.

 

It must have been a pretty funny sight, Deannalyn and I trying to muster up the courage to go talk to other people in the room. For those of you who did not read about the NAHA episode, we are terrible in party situations. A grueling 45 min later we are shown to our tables. We needed the Hubble telescope to see the stage from where we are sitting.

 

“See” I whispered to DeAnnalyn

“They put us in the back because we are losers”

 

We were seated, with a great group of French Canadians from Quebec who were supporting their friend Nikki Daoukakis, and Cenelia Martinez and her husband from Ontario. Of course when I sat down I instantly drank all of the wine and ate most of the bread how American of me. The meal was great and the conversation was even better it is amazing how no matter where you are from hairdressers will find a common bond.

 

When the awards got under way I started analyzing the winners, when Nikki lost I knew that we were at the loosing table, a few min. later when Cenelia Won her category I figured that one person from every table was how they arranged the seating. So when they called “The International Nominations” and my chair inadvertently broke, I knew the cards have been dealt. Against me.

 

 

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Capello Salon

Portland Oregon

 

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The Teals go to Canada Part 2

I am so freaking tired of those self check in kiosks. If you add it up the airlines dropped their payroll by 50% because you do your own check in. However, the airline tickets haven’t dropped by much. Also I prefer to speak to a human I don’t want to self check. Anyhow we get to the airport with 2 and ½ hours till check in and the stupid Kiosk won’t let me check Tuesday in because she doesn’t have a passport. Well how do you explain to a kiosk that if they look online they will see that you don’t need a passport if you are 15 or younger and you are with both parents? So I turn around to the one service agent and I explain that we can’t check in.

“Where is the other passport?” she says.
“Tuesday is 15.”I said.
“She needs a Passport”, She said.
“No, She doesn’t we looked on line and the boarder crossing website says that you don’t need a passport…”I replied.
“I don’t care what the website said”, just than her eyes bulged out of her head and she grew 15 feet and had hooves and horns, and a giant pitch fork.
“United Airlines does not send any one out of the country with out a pass port. HA Ha HA ha.” She said in a voice that sounded like Linda Blair in the exorcist.
“She will have to get a passport before she gets on the plain”
“We can just stay home.” DeAnn says.
Just than I looked at Tuesday and she mouthed the words “I looked” while she was crying. I knew that Tuesday was right she is not a moron.

So I instantly put on my shield of light and picked up three small stones and grabbed my sling, and let the barrage of verbal stones fly.
“What the %^&* the federal government says its ok but United is not going to comply?”
“I am sorry sir? But it is Policy”
“Screw your policy; we have to get on this plane in 2 hours.”
“She will not be getting on the plane sir”
“Yes she will, we are …”
“No, Sir you will have to…”
“NO, SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?”

Just than she caved and said follow me, I though she was going to take me to Airport jail but I was ready. She walked us over to one of her Demonic cohorts and the fight started over, again. About 40 min. later the second troll discovered that Tuesday was right, and wrote a not for all of the other gates so we wouldn’t have a problem the rest of the flight.

At the end of the experience the Troll turned in to this beautiful princess that needed some hair color so I gave her a card with a free color attached and a hug from the Ryan the Giant Slayer.

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As some of you may know DeAnnalyn and I were lucky enough to be nominated in two categories and win one category at the “NORTH AMERICAN HAIRDRESSER OF THE YEAR AWARDS”. We have submitted and tried for years to just get a nomination and not to mention a win. Well early this year I found out through our photographer “Babak” that there is another award called the “CANADIAN MIRROR AWARDS”, and that we should submit to them. After some research I found out that the only category that we would be eligible for, would be the “International Hairdresser of the Year Award.”

So deadline for the entries was mid- February, so I got my CD together and the cash and between clients and teaching a class at the local Beauty School I submitted our work. The work that we submitted was the images that we submitted to NAHA for the “Hairdresser of the Year Award” category that we were not finalists in.

Anyhow early March I received a phone call.

“Hello…”

Hello is this Ryan Teal?”

“Yes”

“This is ……. From Canadian Hairdresser Magazine”

“Oh SH*&, Hang on, Hold on I got to sit down” I knew that this would be the phone call. Canadian Hairdresser Magazine is the company that puts on the Mirror Awards.

“OK, so you are about to make my day or ruin my week.” I said.

“Ha ha ha ha, well I think I am going to make your day.”

“Whoo, Who”. I screamed I didn’t even let her tell me that I was nominated I just started explaining how much I loved her magazine and how the Canadians are the coolest and oh wait.

“Am I Nominated?”

“Yes” She said.

Back I went into the barrage of how much I loved her magazine, Toronto, I might have even proposed Marriage of course we would have to move to a Suburban Home and have a Cable Drama. (Knowing my body shape we could call it “Really Big Love”)

I think after another 30 min. she was able to talk me off the phone and hang up.

 

So the first people to find out were DeAnnalyn and her client. After so many bad words that the client thought I might have had a mental problem De asked me to stop cussing and tell her what was going on. After that I went through the same chain of phone calls that I did for the NAHA Awards, The Models, The Crew, The Photographer, My Mom, and Tuesday our Daughter.

Tuesday, is great at organizing events and travel she is the perfect assistant for anyone who does a lot of traveling. So that evening she was on it she, scheduled our Hotel, Booked our Flights, Scheduled reservations and restaurants and double checked the Passport information. One thing that was surprising to me was that as a child traveling with both of her parents all she needed was a birth certificate.

 

Tune in Next week when you her me say, “NO, SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?”

 

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Capello Salon

503-358-9032

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Good Bye 2008 part 3c of 3

 

I am soooo done Bitching and moaning about how bad 2008 was. I have a lot of other topics I want to write about so I promise that this will be the last installment of Good Bye 2008.

 

Winter Blast 2008

Every year in late December my Tae Kwon Do Instructor throws a tournament. It has a tendency to run a little long this year was no exception. Tuesday and I arrived at East Portland Community Center, about 9:45 almost two hours late, but hey I had spend an hour combing my hair and 45 min. eating a nutritious breakfast that included items with Mc. In the name.

 

The tournament started at 10:00 with the tiny tots divisions, they are always so much fun to watch. At 12:00 the regular divisions started with kids, teens and grown ups, of all different ranks. As a black belt you are expected to judge when you are not competing than compete while you are cold. Always fun. I got slaughtered in every event I competed in. Tuesday however did great. She placed first in Breaking for the first time ever, (Which is really good because she has competed in 3 competitions a year since she was 7.) She placed first in Forms which are her favorite categories, and she placed first in sparring which is not her strongest event.

 

This made Tuesday eligible to compete in Grand Champion, Which she did compete in and won; again she has never even competed much less won this event. The tournament was over at 10:45, and everyone was expected to stay and clean Tuesday and I however ducked out as quickly as we can to skip out on the clean up.

 

The next morning it started to snow, and snow, and snow and did not stop snowing for 2 weeks. Portland was in utter chaos. My SUV broke down the first day and I got to drive my PT Cruiser around in the 24 inches of Snow/ Ice / and Mud. Like most Hairdressers we took the first day off and enjoyed the snow I didn’t even want to shovel because it looked so pretty. The next day when the cabin fever set in and the fear of loosing the best revenue producing month out of the year for the hairdressing industry we started the job of rearranging our schedules so we could come in later when it warmed up outside and we could leave before stuff froze.

 

Our Staff couldn’t make it in because of the weather, so D and I were doing close to 15 clients in a total of 4 hours of work with no assistance. I have to admit it was fun.

 

During the time off D and I would work on Hair pieces. We had a photo shoot scheduled with David Winterhaulter and Kelly Taggert of Purely Visual for the 4^th 5^th and 6^th of January, which is fine right because, We had all of that time off. Right, the time off pretty much consisted of sitting around the house and freaking out because we couldn’t get to the Wig store, or meet with our Crew, or even have a model call.

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Saturday December 28^th

 

I get a phone call from my Wardrobe stylist. She was crying and had to tell me that she would not be able to style my shoot in 5 days. She had a terrible case of Vertigo, and could not leave the house. Oh Sh*t I put off our big photo shoot for the year for 5 days from now and we have no wardrobe for it.

 

So, we loaded the car with Tuesday and her friend and hit the goodwill’s, the concept for the shoot this year was kind of futuristic warrior inspiration. So we split up all of us looking for some sort of Armor, or Sports equipment that could be modified to look like something from the future. We ended up with a pretty good haul, I even got a 4 foot teddy bear that I skinned and attached to a set of shoulder pads. It was pretty gory; skinning a teddy bear in the salon (a small child walked in and was shocked, it kind of looked like some thing off the TV show Dexter.)

 

Luckily Kristen my stylist found a friend of hers that was available for Sunday, but not on Monday. No big deal D and I could handle watching the wardrobe for one day. 

 

 

New Years Eve

 

We spent running around picking up traditional Asian Weapons. How could New Years compet with last year, Last year we had close to 30 teenagers in our basement playing music and having fun all night. Some of them had so much fun that they didn’t leave until 2 o’clock the next day. This years consisted of Weapons shopping, 45 min of swing dancing and not be able to eat because every thing closes at 10:00 in Oregon.

 

 

 

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Part 3b

 

Early December

 

I get a phone call from a photographer that went something like this.

 

“Hello is this Ryan Teal…”

“Yes”

“My name is Laura and I got your name from ____, I am doing an art project featuring women that Rock, in Portland. I am shooting Storm Large, and (I forgot her name) the lead singer of the band Cleveland… and I was wondering…)

“Of course” I interrupted “I will do it.”

“Ha, Ha, Do what???” she said.

“I will do the hair.”

“Oh, you do hair?” She says laughing. “I wanted to ask you if I could shoot Tuesday your daughter, she plays drums right.”

 

So that’s it I got trumped by my 15 year old daughter. The shoot turned out beautiful and I was out of town anywayJ

 

So a couple of weeks later we are at the art show down town and it is pretty rad, there are some great photos from Laura. Of course Tuesday’s stuff looked great I got so jealous I wanted to hold her head under water. But as we were leaving I get a phone call.

 

It was a photographer’s assistant “Hello this is ________ Rafe would like to shoot with you this Saturday for Portland Monthly (A local fashion magazine that is rather cool)”

I of course said yes, she than told me that the model was LeAnn Marshall from Project Runway.

 

To make a short story long here is some back story. About 15 years ago a friend of mine Mark Putnam won the NAHA awards. In fact he is the reason I developed the obsession for that competition. Anyhow that photographer was Rafe. So freshly out of beauty school I called Rafe and said hey I am going to win NAHA and I want to shoot with you. He proceeded to tell me that I was not good enough for him and that I should shoot with his assistant. I went off to shoot with his assistant for like 10 years and we developed a great portfolio. However I always wanted to shoot with Rafe.

 

So when his assistant called me I would have done the shoot for free. Also DeAnn and I are major TV junkies and we watch reality TV religiously, and exclusively fashion reality. So when she mentioned LeAnn Marshal, DeAnnalyn, Tuesday and I all freaked out. Of course Tuesday wanted to come but I told her to get out of my car Fame Hog.

 

The day of the shoot comes around, the crew was totally cool, Rafe wanted a totally simple look but the hair wasn’t going the direction he wanted D and I could not communicate we felt like Beauty School Students. I the talker was so intimidated that I just wanted to crawl in a corner and cry. Half way through the shoot Rafe was talking to LeAnn and says “This is Ryan and DeAnnalyn Teal, they are kind of famous.”
“I know who they are” says LeAnn.

 

Oh my god LeAnn knew who we are. I am not on TV what is that all about???

 

I think we calmed down after that. We did go to the bar afterward, however and verbally beat the SH*& out of ourselves.

 

Later that month we got the issue and it looked good. It wasn’t our best work but it was good. The best thing is we got to work with Rafe and LeAnn.

 

Tune in next week when Portland gets hit with “Winter Blast 2008”

 

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Good By ’08 Part 3a of 3

 

“Oh my god it smells like Moldy Dog Piss.”

 

 Now I knew that our tenant at our rental house, who by the way was a dear friend of ours, who watched Tuesday when we had to work sometimes, who is a manager of a chain of Regis salons whose name starts with.. (I am suing her I cannot state her name.) Had a dog but I thought that the ¼ acre of back yard would suffice for a dog toilet. But what do I know the living room corner is the chosen place for dogs evidently.

“My mom cannot live in these conditions” She told me.

 

No Sh#$, nobody can, it was a dump. The dog piss was bad but on top of that we had garbage piled up everywhere, the back yard was a wreck, and the place smelled like death.

 

It all started October 7^th the day the news reported that we were going in to another depression and how it was going to be the worst economy since the great depression. That whole day we had clients coming in and telling us that they were afraid of their jobs and how it was the end of the world. They would tell us that they were going to have to push out their appointments and they cannot get color anymore or they were going to do their color at home because of budget cuts.

 

I don’t blame my clients for this paranoia at all; it got really scary and it is still scary. I do blame however the media. I find it Ironic that Oprah Winfrey the person who 3 months earlier was selling the book and the movie the secret, getting everyone to believe in the positive and to “Not Worry” because “If you worry about something you put it out into the universe and you attract what you don’t want to you.” She was saying how “In these hard economic times you should cut back on going to the salon.”$? What the FU&* did I or any hairdresser to piss of Oprah? She just sold terror to my client and tried to kill my business. Would that make Oprah a Terrorist? I know people are going to come and take me away for that comment but I feel that she owes America an apology for being a “Tool”. Selling something she doesn’t even practice, or believe in. Does she still get her hair done?????

 

Anyhow, 8:00 rolls around and DeAnn gets a message from our Tennant lets call her “M”. I need to talk to you please call me back. Well it was a tough day at the salon all we wanted to do was have a drink and relax a little. So Deannalyn calls “M” and at the same time I happened to be checking the mail. In the mailbox was “M’s” rent 7 days late and a hand scribbled note on a cocktail napkin with misspellings (Now I cant spell, so when I notice the misspellings it is pretty bad.) The note said something like “I plan on moving out on like the 2^nd or 3^rd of December.” Now her Rental agreement with DeAnnalyn and Myself was until March 1, 09, second of all how is that a 30 day notice? It was 26 days and it didn’t give an exact date of move out. So we had no idea when she planned on moving out.

 

DeAnnalyn and I have always tried to be good people, we try to do right, we are not greedy, we are honest, and hard working. DeAnnaly has a touch of empathy that is second to none. She will give you anything you need if you need help, DeAnnalyn is a Superhero, she makes Mother Teresa look like a greedy Bi&*%. So when “M” moved in she was kind of strapped for cash, she was getting a divorce, and so DeAnn did not charge her any deposits. Also we barely broke even on the rent because she was a single mom taking care of her 2 kids? and her mom, so we cut her a deal.

 

Well because of all the deals there was nothing in our savings to pay for the mortgage and because of no deposit we were going to be screwed if there was anything wrong with the house. Also who was going to rent a house in the worst economic time, in the holiday season.

 

Tuesday’s birthday happens to fall on the 28^th of October; luckily enough DeAnnalyn bought her a Laptop computer in June from a friend of ours. Because we were broke. We had our Home mortgage, the rental mortgage, and every one was canceling or rescheduling their appointments because of the Economy. For the first time since I opened my salon I was truly scared of what was going to happen.

 

“Tune in next week, when things get worse.”

 

Ryan Teal

Capello Salon

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