A while back I went to a salon for a chin length bob. And I came out with a pixie cut and a shaved neck. I cried, got over it, and waited for 9 months for my hair to grow out.
I have a habit of reviewing the places I visit, too. And while I had previously had given them 5 stars (really nice people), nice people does not only a good hair stylist make. And I knocked them down to 1 star, because I a) was really upset about my hair cut, b) was really annoyed by their bracketing my appointments and c) I always feel like I am an inconvenience to them.
It's been a long time since I've posted my review, and I just now noticed that the stylist had written me a nasty note about how hurt she was that I would say such negative things about her.
Here's a tip for companies that want good reviews on Yelp: If you want your patrons to not share to the world how much you suck, stop sucking.
And no, I'm not pulling down my review because your feelings are hurt.
Showing posts with label Hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hair. Show all posts
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Friday, September 28, 2007
Ch-Ch-Ch-Chaaanges!
I KNOW I keep talking about changing my hair... Chopping it off, becoming a redhead, going darker, highlighting it more... Finally, I bought a box of hair goo and decided to have a go at being a dark-tressed temptress.
I. Love. It.
I should have done it sooner.
Maybe you'll get pictures if I ever get brave.
I. Love. It.
I should have done it sooner.
Maybe you'll get pictures if I ever get brave.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
New Year's Eve
In the mist of everything going on in the world, it seems incredibly trivial that I would even consider posting what I'm going to post tonight. However, I am on my third bottle of hard cider, and on my behalf it is nearly 1am.
I cried tonight. Not for political reasons, not for financial woe, not for lack of food or companionship.
I cried over my hair.
After debating about it for several months, I picked out a box hair dye in Herbal Essences "Chardonnay Shimmer." After the recommended 25 minutes, my hair was orange. No, not ALL the hair, just the roots. So bright orange-blonde roots with darker blonde tresses.
Not so hot.
I cried. I combed. Val played with my hair, kissed me, gave me a giant hug and ran to the grocery store to grab me some booze.
That boy has marriage potential!
And at any rate, after 3 drinks I'm thinking that my life isn't all that bad. Uneven hair aside, I have an amazing best friend, an incredible family, a great job, and an incredible budding handbag collection. My life is pretty damn sweet.
Besides, where's the harm in being just a little ginger?
I cried tonight. Not for political reasons, not for financial woe, not for lack of food or companionship.
I cried over my hair.
After debating about it for several months, I picked out a box hair dye in Herbal Essences "Chardonnay Shimmer." After the recommended 25 minutes, my hair was orange. No, not ALL the hair, just the roots. So bright orange-blonde roots with darker blonde tresses.
Not so hot.
I cried. I combed. Val played with my hair, kissed me, gave me a giant hug and ran to the grocery store to grab me some booze.
That boy has marriage potential!
And at any rate, after 3 drinks I'm thinking that my life isn't all that bad. Uneven hair aside, I have an amazing best friend, an incredible family, a great job, and an incredible budding handbag collection. My life is pretty damn sweet.
Besides, where's the harm in being just a little ginger?
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