Bubbly Blow Dry Bar: Let Your Hair Down


For all those that aren’t familiarly acquainted, or who haven’t spent more than a few hours with me, you must know that I am an extreme girly girl and a helpless sucker for novelty. Take a turn with me through the grocery store and I’ll pick up anything with a flashy label or anything that has “NEW” written in bold, whether or not it looks edible.

I am one of those people that is attracted to anything sparkly, bright, and avant-garde. I’m a baby fascinated by a set of keys. Those apples that were supposed to be infused to taste like bubble gum, I bought ’em. The Reebok leggings that were heralded to tone and lift as you wore them, I bought ’em. So it should come as no surprise that as soon as the new blow dry bar opened, where they wash and style your hair without a cut, I had to experience it.


There’s Becca in the window!!

It’s not a place I would necessarily go on a whim, because you’re getting your hair styled and I don’t have the money to shell out to do that if I don’t have an occasion or an event. But seeing that it was my lovely friend Becca’s 21st birthday and that I scooped up a living social deal for Bubbly, I was more than willing to accompany her for this visit and to soak up some mid-week pampering. Having someone else wash your hair and massage your scalp is probably one of the most blissful experiences known to (wo)man-kind.


After entering and being greeted by my stylist and sitting down at the table to enjoy a glass of complimentary champagne (Becca’s first legal drink!!) we flipped through a selection of hair styles to choose from on the iPads in front of us. The iPads added an air of sophistication, not that this little venue needed any with their relaxing white, grey, and orange hues and their awesome bubble-inspired light fixtures.




I went for the “Tattinger,” lots of soft, loose curls while Becca opted for the “Chandon,” which was beachy hair with lots of carefree waves. Our hair ended up looking pretty similar, but it was more about the venture as a whole, and less about the results. I’d rather DIY my hair anyway because I’m particular about my locks.

The Bubbly Dry Bar is a spin off from the original “Dry Bar” which I’ve only heard of being in big cities. Some of my friends have done it for a girls night out in New York City so I was familiar with the concept but have never done it myself. The process went as follows: choose your style, get your hair washed and conditioned, get your hair blown out while sipping (or gulping) down some champagne, have the stylist add the waves or the curls, and then come out looking like a diva.


They had the movie, “Crazy, Stupid, Love” playing on a big screen so it was a nice perk watching some Ryan Gosling while being beautified. I always feel really uncomfortable looking at myself in the mirror as the stylist is working her magic, because I either look like a wet dog or I awkwardly make eye contact with the hair dresser, so having the TV was a pleasant diversion.


Did I enjoy this experience? Wholeheartedly. Would I do it again? Absolutely. Did I think my hair came out looking phenomenal? Ehhhhh, it needed a little tweaking here and there but that’s personal preference. I sincerely hope they stay in business though because I would love to come in again and have them try an up-do.  You know, for those moments I’m feeling particularly chichi. I’m not sure how many of the Greenville ladies would frequent a dry bar but it would be loads of fun for a bridal shower or a girls night out. More fun in groups for sure because then you can giggle and ooh and aahhh at each other.

It is located next to The Cazbah, which just happens to be my favorite Tapas restaurant in Greenville, on McBee right off of Main. It’s a little hidden since it is off of Main but a must try for anyone who’s bold and wants to try something lavish. It is an indulgence but one that may take you from a plain jane to fancy nancy and have you walking with your head held a little bit higher. A result of the poof and your teased crown or just better self-esteem? You tell me.



Splitting Hairs: Wilson’s on Washington


It’s really hard to think about what to write when composing a review on a salon. What can I say that is going to sway people from going to Super Cuts to spending a little more on angling their bangs or softening up those lamb chop sideburns? Some people care about their hair. Some people don’t. Like at this moment….I have chocolate frosting staining my blonde locks and I’m probably going to leave it there til my next shower. That’s not because I don’t care how my hair appears. It’s just because I’m too lazy to do anything about it, especially when I am not planning on making any dazzling appearances.

However, I must make the personal admission that one of the qualities that I wholeheartedly like about myself is my hair. I can find fault with just about everything about me…..my skin, my thighs, my nose, but my hair is one aspect I wouldn’t change. You know how girls are. It’s very literally my crown and glory and I don’t want just anyone messing with it or even worse, messing it up. I remember quite vividly when I decided to cut my hair short after I had grown it out the longest it had ever been.

Lobs (long bobs) were all the rage and I thought I might as well give it a go. The woman at the salon, which shall remain nameless, did a dry cut and went straight across with the scissors. No shampooing of the hair. No adding layers. Just a straight, blunt cut. I felt like a little page boy. I also had a Band-Aid on my chin at this point in time so that didn’t do me any favors either. Omitting a picture to spare myself the embarrassment.


I had to get it recut a week later because I despised it so much….Needless to say, I got recommendations before I stepped foot in the next salon. It is extremely important to me that they do a bang up job {pun} and that I come out looking like an Herbal Essences hair goddess.

Moral of the story here. I only get my hair styled by people that I trust. And Wilson’s on Washington, “WoW”, gives a good trim, plain and simple. No gimmicks. No fuss. They are professional and trendy at the same time and cater to both men and women of all ages. I see college girls in there as well as fathers. I went there a week back and came out looking like this.


Would you be my friend if….No. That’s a joke. I didn’t get any hipster bangs but I did get some side swept ones. I was inspired by an Emma Stone cut, the cute red head actress in “Crazy, Stupid, Love,” and “The Help,” and asked my stylist, KB, to give me a little trimmy trim and to spruce it up just a tad. I always tell them to do what they think looks best.

emma stone

After a nice, relaxing warm shampoo, a cut, and a blow-out, I came out of the salon, hair a flowin’ in the wind. Like my new layers?


Ignore the stupid face. It was a hard task maintaining good composure while taking selfies out on your balcony with  your neighbors watching. If they didn’t think I was a hooligan before, (I had my Christmas decorations up until February until the leasing office told me to take them down), then I am sure they do now. I didn’t think it necessary to explain to all of them that this was for my highly important, highly-clouted (I wish) blog post about where to get your hair and your nails did. Oh, by the way, Wilson’s is a full service salon so they also offer nail appointments, waxing, color treatments, and even provide make-up artistry. This is their little booth below where you can get your face painted after your hair is complete. I have never done it but I wouldn’t be opposed to some winged eye liner and a pink pout…. My mom once told me I was too much of a girly girl. Am I too much of a girly girl??


If you are looking for a place to get all gussied up or to get a quick and painless trim, I recommend walking into Wilson’s on Washington. Your hair will thank you.