Texans in London

It's strangely bright outside right now, even though the sun set at 4:30 this afternoon. It seems as if dawn is just around the corner. Tommy and I wondered if nocturnal animals like cats can lose their dark sight from living in a city like London, and would those animals be at a loss if they were transplanted to the country where there are no lights for miles? As I was flying in from Madeira last weekend on my 6-hour-delayed flight, I was reminded how strange London is at night. There's no mistaking it, with it's dome of light--probably only New York or Las Vegas comes close.

Madeira was a success, in every form. We had great models, I did great colour for great haircuts, and all in the difficult conditions of a hair show hosted in a luxury, retiree hotel! For the five different groups of hairdressers attending (with 6 or so models to each group), the company gave us one small conference room to do all the colour and all the cuts. But our group pulled through, even if we retreated to the hallways to do the cuts, and we had six models instead of the four we originally planned. The models were fantastic, most of them spoke English (or understood Alex's particular brand of Portu-Ital-Spanglish), they all loved (and suited) their hairstyles, and they picked up my intricate choreography in under one hour!

Here's all our gorgeous models: Carla (Domenico's onstage cut), Catarina, Laura, Maura, Petra, and Sara(Alex's onstage cut).

Here's all of us together!

And finally, here's a few pictures from the few minutes I could spare to take photos around the island.

That's about all I've got for good pictures, but there was a photographer at the show who also took a video of the stage production. Hopefully I'll get a hold of a copy that I can post online! Til then...