When I moved recently to my new neighborhood, I immediately noticed all the great hair and beauty ads in the shop windows along Jean Talon and the diversity of human beauty proudly displayed behind its panes of glass.
I went walking the other day and decided to take a few pictures to chronicle the variety of faces I saw peering back at me from the inside, looking out. Some were really striking, some were extremely cheesy, and some were a little straight-up creepy (e.g. mannequins of small children with dirty, matted hair is a little… I don’t know… ew?).
I was greeted warmly with waves and smiles in some shops, actually kicked out of others, and had the pleasure of meeting one man who stood proudly by a photo of himself taken some 40 years earlier (see the black and white number).
This is my ‘hood:
Tragically Unhip Staff
Genevieve D. Markle
Marianne Perron
Kimberly Senf
Laurin McNiff
David Fiore
Celeste Parr
Poppa John
Tess Hart
Brooke D.
Elli S.
Meagan Burbidge
Mr. Flint
George Blottttt
Little Evie
Jean Talon ROCKS!
Ap kya badmash hain? Joking aside: kudos pour ton choix de quartier…All this mileage given to certain neighborhoods of Montréal often left me swearing a hip-o’-critic oath. Branché means more than just have sans fil connectivity for your laptop; It encompasses a nord-south connection to le real monde.
(Badmash is Hindi or Urdu slang for gangsta or hooligan)