Jennifer-Rose NYC

There isn’t an original thing about me. I started wearing acrylic nails because you had them. I wanted to be a cheerleader because you were a cheerleader. I went blonde because you went blonde. I moved away from home because you moved away from home. I became a hairstylist because you were a hairstylist. I even bought a Benz because you had a Benz. How annoying it must have been to have a little sister so obsessed with you. We even graduated college with the same major together. Everything beautiful in my life you gave me. I became Aunt Jen at 17 because of you but I’ve been Baby Jen my whole life. I don’t know how I’m supposed to give that up. Losing Jourdan crushed me but losing you has erased me. I don’t know who I am without you. This doesn’t feel real. I don’t feel real. I feel like I died with you and my body doesn’t realize it. I’ve been a sister my entire life and now I’m not one. I’m just v***r. I’m just here. With no tether, no anchor, no foundation. You took everything that was me, with you. I’ll never be me again.

I’m now in Los Angeles. Location loading soon…

First color service in MONTHS. Three months ago I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face and my pets were leading me around the house like service animals. It feels good to be back doing what I love. Appointments loading soon…

Please bear with us as we try to get everyone situated. The site is closed to new bookings but everyone who has prepaid, both packages and single appointment, will receive their services. Jennifer-Rose

I don’t know why they call it “latent rage”. It’s right there beneath the first layer of my skin. A paper cut could cause it to explode out of me. I know it’s just the polite thing to ask but hearing the words “How have you been?” makes the blood in my body boil until I can barely breathe. I say “I’m fine” but I’m thinking “My child is gone. How the f**k have YOU been??”For those who don’t know, it never gets better. Or easier. You don’t learn to live with it. Grief is like an uncomfortable bra that you can never take off. You can work or play with it on but you feel it at all times. My life is dimmer. Darker. She was this light-filled Angel moving through my life and with her gone I struggle to find joy in all the things we shared together. It’s like rooms in a house you never enter anymore because you can’t bear to go in them. Parts of my old life are forever closed to me and there’s nothing I can do about it. I miss my baby in a way that disables me. It keeps me paralyzed. This isn’t hyperbole. There are days I cannot move. Today is one of those days. My life was perfect for 24 years and every birthday of hers that passes is a reminder that it isn’t perfect anymore. So please stop asking how I’ve been. I’ll never be “fine” again.

Fridays at . Some days it takes more than I have but she’s mine. Conceived and birthed by ME.

*Currently weakly punching the air. This is why I hate rapid tests. Im just thanking Allah SWT that I caught it here and now versus before I went home to my mother. I’m trying to get folks rescheduled or rebooked with Pria.

April.
July.
Just book already.

I just found this business card in one of my coffee table books. This was the real start of my 2nd Life in NYC. I moved here the first time in 1998. I moved back in 2010 and started at Georgia NY in 2012. This salon was everything. It was a lush boutique, a meeting place, an empowerment center and its everything I’ve modeled my own salon after. It was a welcoming, joyous space for me. It’s where I met . It’s where I learned business from . It’s where I learned about staying true to your vision from . It’s where I met . It’s where and I laughed and danced. I remember every nook and cranny of this place and how working there made me feel. It was EVERYTHING. If you missed it, you missed out. Oh and Jodie, I still miss that Georgia NY Green Tea Candle.

Just remember I’m an artist and I’m sensitive about my s**t.