
The chair for hair. Who's next for the chop?
Life happens at the hairdresser’s and barber’s shop. Or, more specifically, at a Maltese village unisex salon. ‘Unisex’ still exists here.
In town salons, you can easily waste two or three hours having a cut and colour and be buried in silence in the latest copy of Vogue. But at a village salon in Malta, you are in and out, all done, in a blink of an eye. It’s cheap, cheerful and quick, and, at least in my case, the outcome is just as passable as if I’d spent four times the amount of time and money in town.
Given the swift turnaround of clientele – who spend an average of five minutes per cut in my local salon – it is surprising how much chit-chat, gossiping and news relating gets done. Those half way through colours or perms vacate the chair to sit on the side. They happily chip in to the conversation between hairdresser and the new client who’s taken the hot seat. The hairdresser’s door is ajar, so passing friends pop their heads in and add to the chit-chat while perhaps making a booking for later in the week. Appropriately, a hairdresser in Sliema was called Village Gossip. The name is still there on the wall, although the spot has been a cafe, on and off, for ages.
What I find endearing about this cameo of village life is that it brings the generations together. Cool, just-post pubescent youths were guffawing along with cackling old women, sharing some story or other about local life. The entire salon of young and old was in gales of laughter once. Everyone has a verdict to pass on the last hairdo or cut out of the chair – making comforting noises to reassure the customer that the new look suits them. It’s not a place to be timid and it’s too small a space not to be noticed.
Villagers like multi-tasking, both hairdresser and clientele. You often see women with perm rollers in and plastic cap on their head walking home to put lunch in and then coming back to have their hairdo finished at the salon later. Hairdressers in villages may have a booking system but rarely is anyone turned away if they call in on the off chance. Somehow they’ll fit you in when you want.
A few years ago, a friend who was coming home at 5am from a night club said she saw women in her village streaming out of the church from the crack-of-dawn mass and going straight across the road to the hairdresser. The salon owner had spotted a great opportunity to catch trade.
The lesson to draw from this account is to try your village hairdresser or barber first. Save on parking, time, money and vanity. It will always grow out if it goes awry. But for Euro 5 and five minutes a cut, I think my local ‘Hair to Go’ is the bee’s knees!
Photo: Courtesy of Gege Gatt
Ursula, quite a move for you from large to small! I am sure it will be quite a culture challenge and change! Nothing like those village hairdo’s though!
Very amusing – reminds me of our holiday back home to South Africa from London last year, when we went into a fishing rod and tackle shop in the historical and quaint town of Parys on the Vaal River. As we went through the entrance we were asked to be careful of stepping on the hair on the floor as an enterprising barber(esse) had her chair just inside the door and was giving one of the locals a haircut. The cut was one of those where the electric razor was used right up the back of the head to remove as much hair as possible, the front looked as though she had used a bowl over his forehead to get a straight line for the ‘fringe’ and the long shaped sideburns were a work of art – we were in hysterics and had to leave the shop before we embarassed ourselves! Will be in Malta in July for 10 days and will stop by at a local salon, I’m sure there is much more skill there. I spend a fortune on hair in London and yes it definately requires three hours marked off in the diary. We are hoping to move to Malta mid 2011, another relaxed part of life in Malta to look forward to.
Ursula, quite a move for you from large to small! I am sure it will be quite a culture challenge and change! Nothing like those village hairdo’s though!
so cool. I’ll be moving to Malta in Nov. and can’t wait to leave the “lovely US”