These days, anything Korean sells. Korean dramas, Korean songs, Korean cars, Korean tours. And don't forget, Korean Fried Chicken.
Just say the magic word - Korean, and you have everybody's attention.
So. This Korean hair joint is here to grace Damansara Uptown. Touting itself to be I quote "...the first and only hair salon in Malaysia to have the Korean Hair Treatment Spa, a hair treatment service that is done while you are lying down.
Relax yourself and ease all of the muscles in your body, let our crews massage your back and shoulder.
Let the pleasant sensations of drifting away into a calm and quite place over takes your mind, during the process of your hair treatment."
How's that, eh? I see a number. RM88. I assume that is the lowest end of the spectrum. When you walk in there, I bet the crew will lull you into a state of delirium and not only will you spend extra on add ons, but you will also walk out with an armful of hair products to maintain your lovely locks.
I'm pretty sure many leng luis and aunties are looking forwards to this hair treatment spa. But this Madam here is of a different species.
Let me tell you, I can do the "Let the pleasant sensations of drifting away into a calm and quite place over takes your mind" for less than RM88. It doesn't involve hair of course.
Muahahaha!! Did you just slap your forehead? This here my friends is one of my antidotes for stress and a source of joy. My most expensive tapau to date.
Before you go tut tutting or tsk tsking, let me just say this. I don't buy designer shoes. I don't buy designer bags. I don't buy designer clothes. I don't do exotic getaways. Heck, I don't do designer hair.
My money has to go somewhere (besides to Lembaga Hasil Dalam Negeri, Tenaga Nasional, Telekom Malaysia, Bake With Yen, day to day stuff and the odd charity, you get the drift).
So. Food is my vice. Good food. I believe in eating well and I would not hesitate to spend money on what I love to eat.
There you go. I put money where my mouth is. Literally.