BEC Studio

Saying goodbye to summer a little too slowly.

I don’t enjoy chiming in on hair instagram debates, but in light of some of the opinions I’ve seen circulating in the k-tip world lately, it felt important to share my own history and observations.

I’ve been doing k-tips for 6 years now, and only started installing lower bonds this past year. The vast majority of my clients suffer from hair loss, so my focus is ALWAYS: “How can I make this safer?”

Installing bonds lower was never about making my clients come in sooner 💀 Or “being lazy” (I wish applying low was easier than applying high) or any of the other wild things I’ve seen some hairstylists accuse other hairstylists of in the name of bad mouthing competition or engagement chasing.

It was simply a response to my clients’ needs, and one that has been working pretty damn well for us so far.

I’m never going to say others need to work the same way I do. I’m only here to share what I believe in, what has worked for me, and continue to try to give my best to every single install.

It’s been almost ten years since I’ve been back to England, and this trip was a special one.

It started out with an intimate wedding in the most beautifully quaint pub in Old Basingstoke for my sweet brother in law and (now) sister in law.

The first week was marked by hot, sunny days chasing shade and cold showers; bunnies resting in grassy fields and ducks swimming down tiny, clear rivers; and a family road trip to Weymouth beach (shoutout to the lost swan floating on the ocean waves).

Then, Luke and I ventured off on our own to Cheltenham, exploring the winding Cotswolds roads past endless rolling hills, lavender fields, tiny stone cottages, and babbling brooks. We enjoyed afternoon tea and stumbled upon an antique car show in a picturesque little town.

Our last stop in Bath included drinking from the Roman bath’s spring (we might die), peeping in on a cricket game, and an evening ghost tour down cobblestone roads (the one in Edinburgh is better).

And of course, I ate my fill of crumpets, full English breakfasts, Sunday roasts, scones, clotted cream, fish and chips, sticky toffee pudding, and black tea. (this is not a safe space to talk s**t about British food)

Time spent in England is always a good pace reset for me, and it’s exactly what I needed after several months spent locked in on opening the new salon. 😌