peek-a-boo, i choose you!
by justine
i have not been able to wrap my head around why everyone finds getting their hair washed in a salon so enjoyable.
up till 2 seconds ago, this person existed only as a reflection in the mirror or a shadow in the corner of your eye. suddenly you’re both in an intimate albeit temporary relationship.
fingers are being run over your scalp. soothing strokes worked on your temples. tiny little caresses flutter over your neck. and suddenly it’s over and you just can’t bring yourself to look that someone in the eye. what? not even an introduction or a kiss goodbye?
anyhoo. i snuck off to peek-a-boo, hereby ending my self-imposed haircut celibacy (approximately 3 months), and now i have ‘good girl’ hair, which is left very much up to your interpretation of ‘good’.
blew my front passenger tire flying down the kota damansara underpass. but the kepong bak kut teh made up for it.
yippie & dawn > WH’s shitty taste buds
Peek-a-boo Tmn Tun Dr. Ismail
No. 10 , Jalan Tun Mohd Fuad 2
Taman Tun Dr. Ismail
60000 Kuala Lumpur
Tel : 03 – 7725 7286
u can also go to the peekaboo in kota damansara or in curve.
howeverrrrr… can alw go to ex-peekaboo director stylist’s new shop next to Mydin at Pelangi Astana called THE EDGE which is cheaper. ask for Eddie. (this ugly blue and red building near the bridge after the curve tunnel)