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![]() At a concert in Downtown LA last night, I came across an antique hair drying chair. I loudly admired its aesthetic virtues and praised it as Good and Righteous.
Deep in my dance meditations during the concert, I reflected upon the incredible neo-dada aesthetic of this device. One other Antique Dryer Chair emerged in my life during my brief sojourn in the heart of San Francisco. This dryer perched over a chair of moo-cow brown leather and the smooth, rounded folds of plastique lent a warm and sultry beauty to the over-decorated hippie dwelling. Thus, I bring your attention to the Incredible Aesthetic of Antique Hair Drying Chairs. [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] [You must be logged in to view images. Log in or Register.] | ||
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![]() I have an entire family full of hair dressers. This made me oddly nostalgic of my mom's old salon
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