E. Massey’s Barbershop



I walked into E. Massey’s Barber shop because I needed change for the bus and met some of the finest brothers with the cutest accents. Todd, Mike, Holiday and the customer, Lonney.

It was inspiring to see that they were all African American men because in New York where I am from, the barber shops are usually owned by latino brothers.

I never have a reason to walk into barber shops and tend to think it’s more of a man’s world, so I really did try to avoid going into Massey’s but the Trophy shop next door did not have change.

When I entered, I felt kind of self-conscience because I was the only female in there but they made me feel like I was welcomed.  I can see why some New Yorkers glorify this southern mentality.

Hi, do you have change for 5 dollars?

Yes, I do.

And after that, change for a dollar? I need change for the bus.

Oh, I don’t have change for a dollar but if you use the vending machine, you can get change.

Okay, thanks!

You a photographer?

Yes. Can I take your photo?

Sure, I don’t care.

Do y’all care?


I didn’t talk much because listening to them was a joy. The way all their words kind of slurred into each other, yet was separate,  was fascinating.  As they kept talking one of them asked:

You need a car?

No, I just want to take the bus.

You don’t drive?


Where you from?

New York.

Oh, that’s where I’m from!…


I started taking photos of them. Then one of them took out their phone and begin to photograph me. In all my years of taking photos of people, this never happened, so it caught me off guard. It made me smile.

When I was leaving one of them, Mike, walked me out the door and made sure I was going in the right direction.



So, my family went to Washington, DC over the Thanksgiving break and I got to see so much of my family. It was pretty exciting. Pictured here is my second cousin, Andre, who is a pianist, singer and so many other fun things; like, now he owns Moody’s Barber Shop in Gloucester, VA.  and has his own beautiful family.

I’m blogging about him because of the scarf he has around his neck. He had that scarf when I was a little girl. It looks like he just bought it. It was kept well. In addition to his scarf, I liked his casual outfit. It was put together well. His style reminds me of James McBride, the author of The Color of Water,who I blogged about a while ago.

I wonder what’s going to be my staple when I get older. I can’t name one accessory that I have that I wear all the time…maybe it’s because I’m a female? At least I know my signature look will include a hat.