
I saw Vidal Sassoon's new shop in Bond Street and determined to make an appointment for the latest haircut. I only owned one tight skirt, white blouse and kitten heels but wore the latest makeup when I hesitatingly opened the door of the Salon. The sight just stopped me in my tracks. Glamorous, fashionable and busy and that was just the apprentices. It was like being on a filmset. I was totally mesmerised. I asked the price of a new hairstyle and was horrified. A whole week's wages and that wasn't even with the man himself. I agreed immediately! How I was going to explain to my mother that I couldn't give her housekeeping, I would deal with later.
The appointment was everything I thought it would be. Fabulous customers wearing the latest fashions and very handsome stylists made it so exciting. For the rest of my time working in St James, I had my haircut there every six weeks. I stretched the time out in there as long as I possibly could. Arriving way too early for the appointment, using the loo, Coffee? Yes please. I loved it!
Very similar to this one:

The 60s were responsible not just for the new fashions etc as I have mentioned but the best ever change was to the lives of women. No more babies (unless you wanted them), no more dead end jobs, no more the little women. A popular phrase was 'Coming out of the Doll's House'. We had a voice and we used it.
Well, that is just a few memories that the passing of Vidal Sasoon has evoked in me. An exciting time.
You may ask what happened to The Tailor - I married him of course and still remain married to him and the rest, as they say, is history.