After a few days of umming and aahing, I had psyched myself up to join Colette, my best friend from my school days, and her mom Gisela at the Longbeach Mall in Noordhoek to participate in the 8th annual Shavathon, a fundraising and awareness creation initiative of the Cancer Association of South Africa on the occasion of their 80th birthday (previous post).
En route to the mall, we picked up Colette from her bakery in Noordhoek.
By the way, Colette is the best pastry chef in the country, if not on the African continent, in my honest opinion (although, yes, I do admit that I am just a teensy bit biased). But seriously now, just have a look at the pictures on her website, appropriately named Cakes and Desserts, and tell me honestly whether you think you might be able to resist those absolutely scrumptilicious, superbly crafted, lovingly decorated cakes and desserts…
No? I didn’t think so either. 😉 So place your order now for a unique, individually designed, unforgettably beautiful wedding cake, birthday cake, anniversary cake, or any other special occasion cake you could think of.
The three of us met up with her mom at the Mall. We quickly paid our fees, and got in line to wait our turn. The stand had apparently been very busy in the morning and over lunchtime, and things had only slowed down in the afternoon, which is when we had arrived. With a spray, a shave and a bail-out costing R50 each, and some people paying R100 to have both a shave and a spray, I’m sure they collected a tidy amount for CANSA, which is excellent.
Richard had decided that, instead of just bailing out, he would in fact have his hair sprayed, just for fun. His volunteer promptly sprayed him in pretty much all the colours of the rainbow!
On the opposite end of the stand, Mama Gisela, Colette and I took turns getting our mops cropped.
Mama G went for a stylish No 3, with a No 2 to tidy things up neatly around the ears and neck. I promise, she looked 10 years younger. Colette, once she saw how dashingly elegant her mom looked, ditched her plan to limit herself to a slightly longer No 4, and followed suit with a No 3. I chose a No 2, not quite able to bring myself to pick No 1, as that seemed very, very short indeed!
Our volunteer hair stylists took their time, making sure that there were no straggly bits or stray hairs peeking out anywhere. They were amazing – calm, relaxed, easy-going, friendly and chatty. They made everyone feel welcome and totally at ease, and any anxiety we might have had, soon faded away.
Meanwhile, Richard, sporting an uncharacteristically colourful head of hair, dashed around with the camera, helpfully taking piccies from all angles – I had appointed him official-paparazzi-in-chief for the purposes of the blog. Much to my delight, he had quickly released his original, extremely-firm, laying-down-the-law intention “to take only two pictures: one before, one after”.
Thank goodness, or this would be the shortest and most disappointing slideshow in the history of all slideshows!!