Having lived in NYC for 12 years, I’ve had my share of interesting sidewalk interactions. Freaks, perverts, crack-heads, heroin nodders, celebrities and their kids/dogs, a friendly 87 year old woman who wanted to be a stand-up comedian…I mean you name it, they’ve talked to me. I get asked for directions at least twice a day and if I had a dollar for every time someone told me my dog was beautiful let’s just say I wouldn’t be living in this 5th floor walkup.
But this week has been extra out-there. It’s like I had a sign on my back that said, “hey, if you have something bizarre to say I’m your girl!!” Saturday night, I’m heading towards the East Village when a tall, fairly attractive 30-something Indian man stops me. He’s nicely dressed, sober and surprisingly not creepy at all. “Excuse me, are you an artist? Or do you have some sort of creative vocation,” he asked. “Umm, I guess I’m creative. I teach yoga?” I replied. I do like to think of myself as an artist so I gave him the time of day…unlike the guy the day before who told me he was a painter and wanted me to be “his muse” (CREEPY ALERT), but I digress.
“The way you hold your pinky while you text. It’s very strong. That’s the sign of the artist.” Then he put his hands on my shoulders, looked me square in the eye and said, “Part your hair on the left. For the next two weeks.” Then poof. He was gone. I picked up my hand, switched my part from the right to the left and kept on walking.
Now I’m not much of a hair-styler. I typically wash my hair, then sometimes I brush it. That’s about it. But you better believe my hair will be parted on the left next time you see me. I don’t think anything that happens in this life is an accident or a coincidence and pretty much always think weirder is better, so I’m taking his advice. Shaking up a habit. Doing things differently. Being OK with change…no matter how small or large.
I also did some googling (I always do some googling) about the psychology of side parts and check THIS out:
“The most striking example and perhaps the most illustrative of The Hair Part Theory, is that when Christopher Reeve played Clark Kent, his hair was parted on the right. As Superman, his hair was parted on the left.”
Now, I’m not saying changing my hair part is going to make me Superwoman or anything…but I’m also not saying it won’t. I’ll let you know.