I believe in time travel. As a matter of context, I do not believe that the earth is flat, nor the moon hollow, nor that this season the Indiana Pacers made secret trades and are now populated by very talented space aliens. These are without evidence and silly, (except possibly the last one). However, I saw proof that there is time travel. Let me explain further-
I was at KKBB the other day for a haircut, when a frumpy, grumpy 70- year old woman, (she said her age), sat down in the station next to me to have her haircut. Rob and I were talking, (stylist extraordinaire), as he cut my hair. I did not look at the time travel station next to me, but I heard the sound of either a time-travel machine or the yammering of someone explaining without taking a breath, why she was celebrating her next birthday.
Of course, all around us, stylists were creating art, color was splashing in the black and white palette that makes up most surfaces in the studio. Rob and I were still talking, guy stuff. He turns my chair and I am looking at the woman who grumped and frumped. She was now a stunner, looking no more than 55 years old, (I know because I am 59, so I can tell).
Somehow her stylist had sent her back in time, including a hairstyle that was flattering, and dropped 15 years off her. Tossing her hair, flashing a big smile and flirty wink, she headed to the front. KKBB is a place of time travel, or REALLY good haircuts.