The thing that really hit me about the film Chanel was the incredible effect of a good haircut. Also incredible was, of course, the effect of a pretty smile as most of the film Coco is not smiling. In fact she is looking pretty sullen. So when she does smile, gorgeously, and with the great haircut, she looks stunning suddenly.

Most of the time I just rely on smiling and hope for the best but today I can stop smiling, I have just had a haircut. But as it happens I am grinning from ear to ear because after about 12 years, I now really like my hairdresser. We scraped along for years talking about films and I often liked ones I clearly shouldn't have done. Then we discovered roses. But now, we have discovered our mutual aging! What a huge topic this could become. It started simply. I said, what could you do to make my cheeks look a bit chubbier? And we were off. Now I know about his wrinkles and what he does about them and how much a quick collagen injection to the cheeks costs and how often you have to get it done. I feel as if we have just had kids in the same room. We are intimate and we laugh our heads off about stuff. A good haircut, and a huge smile. No wonder everyone was smiling back at me in the metro coming home. Until now I've always thought I'd quite like to be living with a pediatrician, someone who knows about cars, electricity, banging nails in the right place. All wrong. Now I know I just need someone who can wield a hairdryer and all the rest would fall into place. With a bit of practice I could even do it myself! Or even, more simply, just nip back to my friendly hairdresser a little more often.