Bio of Franelle
Franelle grew up in a mid-size town in the mid-south in the mid-60s. She began her career as a hairdresser in 1964, never thinking she would keep doing it for four decades.
During her career as a hairdresser, she had the privilege of studying under Vidal Sassoon. She studied extensively at Pivot Point International Academy in Chicago. She attended the Congress of Haircolouring in New York with concentrated courses in customized colouring and cutting. She was a member of Inter Coiffure from 1974-1979. She also attended special communication classes with her fellow hairdressers during those years.
In her many travels she taught classes in cutting, colouring, perming and retail sales as well as communication.
Franelle’s career as a hairstylist and behind the chair psychologist taught her the humor of the human experience. Her wacky sense of humor and life experiences in and out of the salon gave her fodder for this book.
She is married and lives in Texas.
About Francesa
Bonjour y’all, welcome to my crazy world! My name is Francesca, first year baby boomer, and darn proud of it, mostly because I have made it this far and still have some faculties left. I am of French and Scotch-Irish descent. Half of me is Yankee and the other half Southern—a mixed up medley from the get-go. I am a girl raised in the south, a hairdresser/behind-the-chair psychologist, although not intentionally. I planned to go to college to study psychology, but I got sidetracked playing beauty shop and having too much fun. I’ve heard it all and seen it all. Maybe I participated, maybe not. I married a few too many times and breathed a little too much hairspray, bleach and perms. I have “dain brammage.”
My girl friend, Sandra, talked me into going to beauty school with her in our sophomore year of high school. I thought it would be fun! That was my only thought right then. In the immortal words of the Beach Boys, “We’ll have fun, fun, fun till Daddy takes my T-bird away.” Of course, I didn’t have a T-Bird or even a driver’s license for that matter, but hey, I thought if I twisted enough hair I could buy a T-Bird and cruise right into college. Well that didn’t happen, but plenty of other stuff did. Little did I know, I was embarking on a cartoon that would be my life and one I could have never imagined. My psychology education turned psycho, and so did I!