So, before I even begin.... the lesson is NEVER, EVER go to "JUST ANY" hairdresser because yours is booked solid for two weeks, you are overdue for a cut and your hair is driving you mad. Deal with madness. Fully embrace cup-a-crazy because the alternative is the worst haircut of your life.
All I said to this new,random chick was: I really like the length my hair is right now. I don't want to lose any of the length. I'd just like a bit taken off the back 'cuz it looks a bit heavy, and if you have to texturize.... I understand.
My regular stylist? He knows what I like. He'd use his judgement and I'd trust that.
When she was done, and I sat in the chair with all the colour drained from my face and my jaw on the floor. I said, "I'm shocked." She kept saying "It'll be much easier." OF COURSE IT WILL BE MUCH EASIER, YOU DUMB BITCH! I screamed in my head, YOU HAVEN'T LEFT ME ANY EFFING HAIR TO DEAL WITH!!
To her face, I said. "I asked for a little off the back. You used the clippers. I am not happy, and I will not be back." I exited with a straight back and all the dignity of a shorn sheep.
Bless my hairdresser. He didn't say "I told you so." All he said was, "Let's fix it, dahling." And he did. It's still short, but.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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Oh darling. I can totally sympathise... I too had a horrible haircut where she "took a bit of initiative". She finished and said, and I quote, "it looks like I have hung you upside down from a tree and just cut away at your hair. Its great!!". Mmm. I had a mohawk. At the front there was a section which was so short you could see my scalp. Which she actually wanted to shave.
I said no.
(From Christina)
(Alex has had similar experiences. Which I have inflicted on him)
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