Love, Passion, Respect, Beauty, Class, Sex & Rock n Roll...
Just a few things in mind that bring me back to my roots and give me my purpose and inspiration when bringing my heartfelt art to life through hairstyling.
Like most, as i would watch an old film or reflect on older pictures from a family album i became fascinated. My eyes were glued. My heart had melted. It became more than a fascination or even an obsession...I wanted to live and recreate.
So i did just that...
From the music that i begged to pound my ear drums, to the old used clothing i could sleep in. I was hooked.
It soon became my way of life.
I had found "Me".
As the cherry on top of a sundae, my hair full of volume and shine completed my look, and as i grew older i realized it was just that. IT WAS EVERYTHING! Now, with my yearning to be artistic and a combination of drive and a tad of a jealous/condescending childlike attitude (LOL) i did what any other teenager would do within the first 3 seconds of interaction with another human being...
I JUDGED THEIR APPEARANCE, OF COURSE! I began to convince myself that i could help people complete their look by fixing their hair. I studied and studied with any type of 40s & 50s memorabilia that i could find, and begged my female friends and poor little sister to let me dig my fingers into their locks of hair! Word spread that a "young boy" actually had a bit of talent with his hair styling and it took off from there. (yes, eyes were rolling) Local clientele encouraged me to go to school and make it a done deal. So i went to beauty school AKA 12 MONTH HELL!!! and polished up my work and made it official.
I started landing gigs within my local rockabilly scene, which later spread to the u.s pin-up model culture, and car club scene.
With great prices and my well practiced authenticity in 40s and 50s period work i decided on the name... HIS VINTAGE TOUCH