View from the Porch: My Turkish lover and more hair-raising adventures by Eve Marx


“…A few days later, I was at Paulo’s Atelier, the best salon ever. I was scheduled for a hair re-think with their newest stylist, a young Turkish guy named Yasin. I put myself in his capable hands after giving a few loose directives. “My signature look is my hair is in my eyes,” I said, “and since I’m a sex book writer, I’m expected to look sexy.” I added that I ride a horse every day, and require a style that can survive the helmet. When it comes to dryers and flatirons and other tools of the trade, I’m all thumbs, I said, plus I barely wash my hair, or even comb it. ” ~ Eve Marx