Make my Lemonade





Happy monday sweeties, 
TA-DA, I am Sean Paul of Thrones ! I’m back this week, as I was telling you earlier this past month was quite complicated. To sum up I had to juggle between breaking-up, moving out, moving in and working as always. Okay now you know, I hope you’re ready to used your fingers all summer long. Because I am more than motivated to use my brain, to immerse myself into creation and to make beautiful things (well, to try at least..!). Last weekend, I was out for a snack with the sweet Pauline Darley and walking through the 10th arrondissement we stopped near Holly Belly to immortalize this ephemeral haircut. Yes ephemeral because I’m loosing the small braids from underneath every morning (scatter braids everywhere is so glamorous…)




As for every big change in life I wanted to change my look and to have my face cleared out… And since my hair are short, I have several little strands coming out of the braids which, according to Pauline D really looks like a little dragon… She knows how to talk to me… 




And as I rarely do things by half, there is novelty on my arm… A blue peony coming out of my Hokusai wave, realized by the talentedDamien Electric tattoo… Damien lives in London but often comes to Paris at Hand in Glove on Trousseau Street… The easiest way to contact him if you’re tempted is to send him as email via son facebook. I’m crazy about this color which is so vibrant, almost hypnotic, everybody asks me if it’s a real one. Compare to this peony, my wave suddenly aged…  



This post is quite simple on the stylization side but there are days where you just are simple, when you have Sean Paul’s hair you need to know how to remain quiet… Well, simple, I know what I mean, flowers… I’m wearing a flowery robe en jersey found in New York, my love three-fingers ring and a magical flower the sublime Karuna Balloo offered me for my second 25th birthday (btw her website is on sale! It’s time to enjoy it, isn’t it ?). Yes I know I’m very into flowers lately… Sweet kisses and stay tuned for Charlotte and her making of tomorrow…






My little cats, 
I need to tell you: life is complicated lately but nothing important, I’ll tell you a little more about it soon… 
Last week just like that, like a sudden impulse, I got tired of having hair everywhere, I was in a hair-rehab phase with a scarf glued to my head and a gigantic bang on my forehead. Gravity had zero effect on my skull. I was the secret child of Justin Bieber and Sangoku (Dragon Ball Z and all…), I was hot. Needed to change…




I dream about having a bob. I’m not quite far but I’m not there yet, probably in a couple of weeks. And my hair is an ass. No really, there are nice hair, bipolar hair and there is mine, ass. I don’t know why, my back of my head grows really fast compare to the rest of my hair. So I regularly have a mullet. SEXY. The back of the head very loaded, the « bare neck that you want to kiss » freshly coming out of the hair dresser generally lasts 2 days. Then exit the kisses and seen from behind I look like Dick Rivers rather than Amélie Poulain. 
So I call my favorite hair dresser, our national Fred who immediately tells me to forget about bobbed hair because « it » isn’t ready. Soon but not yet. Then I see him, tell him about braids, really really long hair and game of thrones… We talk about extensions and Fred gets carried away, what if we make our own color strand, from the pastel pink to the baby blue. He wanted to shave astrological signs on me, I’m sure that would be great. But I was really afraid to end up with colored dreads, silk harem pants and a diabolo in my backpack. On consideration, we thought it was easier to keep it cool on the colors but to make braids, an urban ethnical touch that we liked, I advise you to look at the Pinterest board regarding this project…




So this is with that pinterest board that I met Fred at Chateau D’eau, Passage Brady, at Dovi’s. Dovi was filmed by Fred for this exposition at the Quai Branly last year, she scares me a little, she has about 2000 braids on her head. Fred is there to make the artistic direction of everything that happens on my head for the last two years and so far I’m never disappointed, everything will be fine. The adventure starts on the wrong foot, no signal, no wifi, no pinterest. I’m not sure Dovi gets the subtlety of the urban tribal braid Fred has in mind. I’m sacred, a little. We run buy some fake hair at a shop nearby. I think about some friends who came back from Thailand with flatten mini braids and multicolors beads at their ends. Cold sweat (in my mullet). Everything will be fine. I’m in the store, it’s crazy, so many things, hair of every colors except mine, I met coco oil, crazy barrettes, incredible hair mannequin heads, wigs that I never would have imagined… Too many possibilities. At the cashier it costs us 6 euros of fake hair. Dovi talks about Beyonce. It’s going to be okay, and suddenly my eyes stop on multicolor plastic beads, my jaw is clenching… 




Back to the Salon, Dovi brushes my future hair. I’m literally about to have 1 meter of hair in less than two hour of time. Better than fast-acting yeast. Everything is going to be fine. Dovi tells me that my hair is too short for what we had planned, I thought though but I secretly hoped it would work anyway. Too bad for this time, she starts with the neck and even there she says it’s really too short, I think she exaggerates because if there is one spot where my hair isn’t too short, it’s the neck ! Anyway, I can’t wait for her to be on the top of my head making large braids. 




2 doliprane later, I’m literally hypnotized with the small screen showing the tv show Coeur Océan (the dialogues are SO profound…). Fred had to leave and I find myself alone with Dove who braids like a machine. She starts the top of my head. I’m holding my breath but my artistic director did a good job and I feel my inner Beyonce appears in the passage Brady. 




It’s done, I look at myself, I don’t really see Beyonce in the end but… Sean Paul. And in the end, I think I’m more a Sean Paul than a Justin Bieber. It’s hard to make such a hard choice… Thank you Dovi for you patience! And to Fred for your love and these pictures… I’ll show you more pictures of the result in a few days. 




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