As the token long-hair employee at Revelist, my boss sent me to investigate. I started where all millennials start when they need something: Google. Searches for “best inexpensive blowout in NYC” and “most expensive blowout in NYC” eventually led me to Magnifique Style and John Barrett Salon, respectively. I entered this assignment as a blowout virgin with a lot of questions. Isn’t a blowout just a blow-dry? Will the $100 blowout make me feel like a goddess? Will I really see a difference, or is it more about the atmosphere? Two blowouts later, all my questions were answered. I walked in and the receptionist greeted me with a smile and offered to take my coat. While I checked in, my stylist Karyna walked over and asked if I wanted anything to drink: water, coffee, tea, or wine? If I wasn’t on a detox, I would’ve said wine without hesitation, but alas, I accepted the water. My $100 blowout would surely offer wine, right? I could indulge by then. After deciding on a style, Karyna handed me over to get my hair shampooed in the back room. (The place is deceptively big — when you walk down the hallway, you enter a large room with three shampooing stations, pedicure chairs, and additional vanities.) So far, so good. I’d read that John Barrett works with all the top celebrities, socialites, and fashion editors — and the chicness of his salon matches his clientele. After checking my coat and putting on my robe, I didn’t know where to go. I sat my awkward self down on a bench in a room filled with salon vanities, assuming that’s where I should be. When no one appeared, I walked back into the lobby where an employee finally took me to get shampooed. I could get used to this service. I opted for a single shampoo and conditioner all over (after dying my hair blonde, I need all the conditioner I can get). This was the moment of truth: Is atmosphere the only distinction between a $30 and $100 blowout? My arms got tired just watching him. Bow down, bitches. While the staff at John Barrett was friendly, I didn’t get as warm of a welcome as I did at Magnifique. The atmosphere at the Murray Hill shop wasn’t as luxurious, but the people and the conversations were more genuine. Both hairstyles made me feel like a goddess in different ways. John Barrett gave me mermaid vibes while Magnifique delivered vintage Hollywood. (Pretty nice way to lose your blowout virginity.) But if I’m spending my own money, you won’t find me walking down 5th Ave. with a Benjamin when I can get a bomb-ass blowout for under $50.
title: “I Tried A 30 Blowout Vs A 100 Celebrity Blowout And The Winner Is Clear” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-01” author: “James Workman”
As the token long-hair employee at Revelist, my boss sent me to investigate. I started where all millennials start when they need something: Google. Searches for “best inexpensive blowout in NYC” and “most expensive blowout in NYC” eventually led me to Magnifique Style and John Barrett Salon, respectively. I entered this assignment as a blowout virgin with a lot of questions. Isn’t a blowout just a blow-dry? Will the $100 blowout make me feel like a goddess? Will I really see a difference, or is it more about the atmosphere? Two blowouts later, all my questions were answered. I walked in and the receptionist greeted me with a smile and offered to take my coat. While I checked in, my stylist Karyna walked over and asked if I wanted anything to drink: water, coffee, tea, or wine? If I wasn’t on a detox, I would’ve said wine without hesitation, but alas, I accepted the water. My $100 blowout would surely offer wine, right? I could indulge by then. After deciding on a style, Karyna handed me over to get my hair shampooed in the back room. (The place is deceptively big — when you walk down the hallway, you enter a large room with three shampooing stations, pedicure chairs, and additional vanities.) So far, so good. I’d read that John Barrett works with all the top celebrities, socialites, and fashion editors — and the chicness of his salon matches his clientele. After checking my coat and putting on my robe, I didn’t know where to go. I sat my awkward self down on a bench in a room filled with salon vanities, assuming that’s where I should be. When no one appeared, I walked back into the lobby where an employee finally took me to get shampooed. I could get used to this service. I opted for a single shampoo and conditioner all over (after dying my hair blonde, I need all the conditioner I can get). This was the moment of truth: Is atmosphere the only distinction between a $30 and $100 blowout? My arms got tired just watching him. Bow down, bitches. While the staff at John Barrett was friendly, I didn’t get as warm of a welcome as I did at Magnifique. The atmosphere at the Murray Hill shop wasn’t as luxurious, but the people and the conversations were more genuine. Both hairstyles made me feel like a goddess in different ways. John Barrett gave me mermaid vibes while Magnifique delivered vintage Hollywood. (Pretty nice way to lose your blowout virginity.) But if I’m spending my own money, you won’t find me walking down 5th Ave. with a Benjamin when I can get a bomb-ass blowout for under $50.
title: “I Tried A 30 Blowout Vs A 100 Celebrity Blowout And The Winner Is Clear” ShowToc: true date: “2024-09-24” author: “Russell Milne”
As the token long-hair employee at Revelist, my boss sent me to investigate. I started where all millennials start when they need something: Google. Searches for “best inexpensive blowout in NYC” and “most expensive blowout in NYC” eventually led me to Magnifique Style and John Barrett Salon, respectively. I entered this assignment as a blowout virgin with a lot of questions. Isn’t a blowout just a blow-dry? Will the $100 blowout make me feel like a goddess? Will I really see a difference, or is it more about the atmosphere? Two blowouts later, all my questions were answered. I walked in and the receptionist greeted me with a smile and offered to take my coat. While I checked in, my stylist Karyna walked over and asked if I wanted anything to drink: water, coffee, tea, or wine? If I wasn’t on a detox, I would’ve said wine without hesitation, but alas, I accepted the water. My $100 blowout would surely offer wine, right? I could indulge by then. After deciding on a style, Karyna handed me over to get my hair shampooed in the back room. (The place is deceptively big — when you walk down the hallway, you enter a large room with three shampooing stations, pedicure chairs, and additional vanities.) So far, so good. I’d read that John Barrett works with all the top celebrities, socialites, and fashion editors — and the chicness of his salon matches his clientele. After checking my coat and putting on my robe, I didn’t know where to go. I sat my awkward self down on a bench in a room filled with salon vanities, assuming that’s where I should be. When no one appeared, I walked back into the lobby where an employee finally took me to get shampooed. I could get used to this service. I opted for a single shampoo and conditioner all over (after dying my hair blonde, I need all the conditioner I can get). This was the moment of truth: Is atmosphere the only distinction between a $30 and $100 blowout? My arms got tired just watching him. Bow down, bitches. While the staff at John Barrett was friendly, I didn’t get as warm of a welcome as I did at Magnifique. The atmosphere at the Murray Hill shop wasn’t as luxurious, but the people and the conversations were more genuine. Both hairstyles made me feel like a goddess in different ways. John Barrett gave me mermaid vibes while Magnifique delivered vintage Hollywood. (Pretty nice way to lose your blowout virginity.) But if I’m spending my own money, you won’t find me walking down 5th Ave. with a Benjamin when I can get a bomb-ass blowout for under $50.
