I got a telegraph from my mother who said that my step-father had had a heart attack, come home and earn a living. So I went back to England and the only thing I knew to earn any cash was through hairdressing.

It's okay saying sorry, but when you are drunk you say what you really feel.

As stylists, we're groundshakers and daymakers. I was always in hair.

Beauty is.. The passionate and positive expression of the complete self.

There were so many pretty girls coming into the salon as clients, and others working in the salon. And I thought, 'Hmm. This is rather nice.'

I kept thinking I would be spending my life up to my elbows in shampoo.

For me the working of hair is architecture with a human element.