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The plot thickens…
After locating the salon I was immediately impressed. This building was designed by local architect, Arthur Loveless
; known for his Tudor Revivalist style, built pre 1940. It is located in the Belmont- Harvard district of Capitol Hill, and is to this day one of the most charming buildings in Seattle. My interview went very well, and I was hired on the spot. I believe Mr. Carl’s recommendation had a bit of influence. My attendance record, as well as my obvious enthusiasm and determination contributed greatly. Since I was still awaiting my license it was agreed that I would call as soon as I received the official document and my starting date would be determined.
I was very excited at the prospect of being employed at the House of Edward salon. Most of the clients had been in attendance for many years, with names associated with the hierarchy of Seattle, both socially and politically. I had no idea about the “who's who” of Seattle...my level of being informed was about to take a quantum leap. I was not completely in the dark about the client list, however, area's such as The Highlands, Broadmoor, Washington Park, and Madison Park were completely new to me.
I found a one bedroom apartment near Volunteer Park, the top floor of a fairly large older home that was within walking distance from the salon.
My license arrived indicating I had passed the exam and was officially legal to participate in the art of hair design. I contacted Duane Bennett and arranged to begin my career. I was off the chart excited and nervous. I think the magnitude of where I was going to work started to set in. I’m sure I went into the salon that first day, at least a couple of hours before any clients had arrived. I set up my work station which turned out to be in the same room as the owner and his assistant. My station was on the South wall, and when looking just to my left I could see the building across the street which later became the Harvard Exit Theater. We were next door to The Daughters of the American Revolution building and Cornish Institute of the Arts on Harvard and Roy.
My first day as a professional hair designer....
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