Portabello

It takes something big for me to switch hairdressers (sorry, ‘stylists’).
I will only change to a stylist, not salon, that is recommended and even then only if the person recommending it has similar hair to mine and I like what has been done. I’ve left too many salons and burst into tears in my car to take any more risks.
I went to a Rundle Street salon for years and even continued there when I moved interstate as, based on previous bad experiences, I was too nervous to find another. Thankfully I made regular trips home to Adelaide to visit family and booked in a cut and colour each trip.
When my sister with similar locks switched salons, it was easy for me to follow suit. «I need a cut and colour and I’d like you do cut me a fringe just the same as you did my little sis.» I told Richard, the owner and wizard with the scissors. He’s also a makeup artist and specialises in getting that colour just right for your skin tone.
I loved the result and have been going there ever since.
The salon is open and modern with floor to ceiling glass on three sides offering views into the mall, over the rear car park and to the street — not all that exciting in themselves, but when you’re waiting for colour to process it’s magic, any people-​watching activity is entertaining.
Richard’s built a passionate and professional team. They all have a great attitude with a focus on giving you the style you want rather than encouraging you to try the latest trend. Although if you are into the very latest, I’m sure they are up to the challenge.
The crew have that special ability to fuss over you without fussing over you. If you cape has slipped, they discreetly fix it. They notice as soon as your coffee or wine glass is empty and offer you another. They’ll chat if you seem interested, but will leave you in peace to your magazine if your interest in conversation wanes.
I have trouble sitting still while waiting for the timer for my colour to ‘ding’, so often wander about the salon and sometimes into the mall. There are comfy, black lounges with a stack of magazines and a flat screen TV that helps to break up the monotony, but before I know it, I hear the telltale buzzer and I’m at the sinks having a wonderful head massage and feeling the stresses of my week wash away.
I haven’t had it done myself, but they do makeup too. I usually get my hair done midweek, but I have a friend who has gone in on a Saturday and witnessed a bridal group all having makeup and hair done for that important (and very busy day). Perhaps a one-​stop shop for brides.
There are a number of awards listed on the entrance, but I’m not all that fussed about that. Here, I feel welcomed, listened to and walk out feeling a million bucks. Can’t ask for more than that.