The result of gossip can be presumtuous, hurtful, a trivial waste of time...BUT definitely something none of us can steer clear of in the society we live in. We have blogs, television shows, and magazines devoted soley to gossip and hearsay. The classic venue to divulge and partake of gossip is the almighty beauty salon. Cut to the beauty shop scene from "Steel Magnolias."
Now given hairdressers don't have to abide by any nondisclosure agreements, I will now take advantage of this medium to share a little tidbit for the day.
There once was a client (who from here on out shall be referred to as "the right wing conservative" or RWC). RWC was a fine god fearing woman of strong conviction who ran in the area's political circles. RWC always arrived impeccably dressed, well accessorized, and well coifed with a preset slew of appointments for the year. One often felt intimidated by her presence alone as perhaps anyone would in the company of one who is so put together. Well, like every person who appears visually respectable, there are skeletons in the closet. RWC's skeleton involves formerly being married to a man with immense athletic prowess who unbeknowest to her dabbled in homosexual relations. You know those sex tapes that all those celebrities make these days that somehow end up in the wrong hands? Well this one landed in RWC's lap when she went fumbling around the house one day. Surprise surprise.
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