3 frickin' hours later and I'm finally out of the hair salon.  No wonder Italian women are always late!  This is my third hairdresser and obviously there are some communication problems because I never get it just right.  I asked for highlights to cover my gray.  "Natural", I said, "like the sun!".  I looked like a White Tiger when he was done!  I actually screamed.  He said he could darken it up a bit and I said, "Duh, yeah!".  He didn't understand the words but I think he got the tone.  I'm now a bit less blinding though Grace says that it is still too light and kinda orange.  Hmmm.  xxoo me