One Shitty Haircut or The Haircut from Hell
Well, I'm sorry that my title is so vulgar ::earmuffs::, but it only scratches the surface of the truth. Let me just tell you all about it:
For awhile now, I've been debating on whether or not to cut my hair. I've had a lot of people compliment me on how great my hair is, and to be honest I'm pretty fond of my hair too (I know, how superficial), but it's the truth. Well, my hair's been the same for quite some time, really long and straight and so I guess that's what was urging me to change it. So on this last Tuesday, July 20, 2004 I had a hair appointment scheduled with the same lady who has cut my hair since day #1. Like seriously, she gave me my first hair cut and she's the only one who has touched it since. I knew exactly what I wanted and even had printed off about 15 pictures of an actress with the same hair cut, so I could show my hairdresser exactly what I wanted. She looked at about 3 pics and said, "Oh yeah, you're hair will look great like that and that'll be easy to do." So I was feeling confident as she started wetting my hair. The next thing I knew I was looking in the mirror and it looked ok, but it really wasn't what I wanted. But you see, I have a hard time telling someone that they are wrong or in this case, that she didn't do what I wanted. So I paid her $27.00 (yeah, that's totally outrageous) and went back to work. Well I get to the office and all my co-workers were anxious to see the new do, and I could tell by the looks on their faces that they were just as disappointed as me. They convinced me to call my hairdresser back and ask if she could cut some more. She agreed to see me after I got off work. So 4:30 came and I went back over there, showed her some more pictures and asked her to go shorter and to blend it more. (I guess it would help if I said that I decided to get my hair really layered in the front, and just like 2 layers in the back, so the front would look choppy and tapered and the back would just looked flipped out--trust me, it looks really cute in the pictures.) So I wanted the front to be shorter and choppier but I told her the back was fine. And then it happened, she turned me around to face the mirror and on the left side of my face I saw the my hair had just been chopped off. I only have 2 different layers on the left side, she didn't blend it at all. The first layer is a chunk that goes to my chin (extremely short, actually it's the shortest my hair has ever been) and the second layer is a little below my shoulder --BIG difference. I asked her several times to even it up, and she took a few snaps at it, but finally I said it looked good and I left. I wanted to get outta there while I still had hair on my head. I immediately started crying as I got into my car (I know, once again, I was crying over something very trivial, but your hair is kinda hard to miss and all I could think about was how retarded I looked.) I went to my mom's house, got out her hair kit and started cutting it on my own, but then I started getting itchy cause the hair was getting all over me. Well I eventually gave up and decided that the next morning, hopefully things would be better. Well I was wrong, after washing and drying my hair, I began to try and flip out the different layers, but it was a hopeless cause on the left side of my head. So I pulled it back in a ponytail and even that didn't work, b/c my new found bangs (I knew I got rid of them in the 4th grade for a reason) didn't make it back to the ponytail unless I put it pretty much on the top of my head. So my hair is so screwed up right now. I can't leave it down, unless I leave the entire left side, tucked behind my ear and I can't put it up unless in a cheerleader high ponytail. It's horrible. Needless to say I won't be going back to that hairdresser EVER again!!! And just for kicks, I'll try and put a pic of me and my whacked out do on here sometime soon.
I hope everyone's doing well and I realize there is more to life than hair...but I look like an idiot and that kinda sucks!
For awhile now, I've been debating on whether or not to cut my hair. I've had a lot of people compliment me on how great my hair is, and to be honest I'm pretty fond of my hair too (I know, how superficial), but it's the truth. Well, my hair's been the same for quite some time, really long and straight and so I guess that's what was urging me to change it. So on this last Tuesday, July 20, 2004 I had a hair appointment scheduled with the same lady who has cut my hair since day #1. Like seriously, she gave me my first hair cut and she's the only one who has touched it since. I knew exactly what I wanted and even had printed off about 15 pictures of an actress with the same hair cut, so I could show my hairdresser exactly what I wanted. She looked at about 3 pics and said, "Oh yeah, you're hair will look great like that and that'll be easy to do." So I was feeling confident as she started wetting my hair. The next thing I knew I was looking in the mirror and it looked ok, but it really wasn't what I wanted. But you see, I have a hard time telling someone that they are wrong or in this case, that she didn't do what I wanted. So I paid her $27.00 (yeah, that's totally outrageous) and went back to work. Well I get to the office and all my co-workers were anxious to see the new do, and I could tell by the looks on their faces that they were just as disappointed as me. They convinced me to call my hairdresser back and ask if she could cut some more. She agreed to see me after I got off work. So 4:30 came and I went back over there, showed her some more pictures and asked her to go shorter and to blend it more. (I guess it would help if I said that I decided to get my hair really layered in the front, and just like 2 layers in the back, so the front would look choppy and tapered and the back would just looked flipped out--trust me, it looks really cute in the pictures.) So I wanted the front to be shorter and choppier but I told her the back was fine. And then it happened, she turned me around to face the mirror and on the left side of my face I saw the my hair had just been chopped off. I only have 2 different layers on the left side, she didn't blend it at all. The first layer is a chunk that goes to my chin (extremely short, actually it's the shortest my hair has ever been) and the second layer is a little below my shoulder --BIG difference. I asked her several times to even it up, and she took a few snaps at it, but finally I said it looked good and I left. I wanted to get outta there while I still had hair on my head. I immediately started crying as I got into my car (I know, once again, I was crying over something very trivial, but your hair is kinda hard to miss and all I could think about was how retarded I looked.) I went to my mom's house, got out her hair kit and started cutting it on my own, but then I started getting itchy cause the hair was getting all over me. Well I eventually gave up and decided that the next morning, hopefully things would be better. Well I was wrong, after washing and drying my hair, I began to try and flip out the different layers, but it was a hopeless cause on the left side of my head. So I pulled it back in a ponytail and even that didn't work, b/c my new found bangs (I knew I got rid of them in the 4th grade for a reason) didn't make it back to the ponytail unless I put it pretty much on the top of my head. So my hair is so screwed up right now. I can't leave it down, unless I leave the entire left side, tucked behind my ear and I can't put it up unless in a cheerleader high ponytail. It's horrible. Needless to say I won't be going back to that hairdresser EVER again!!! And just for kicks, I'll try and put a pic of me and my whacked out do on here sometime soon.
I hope everyone's doing well and I realize there is more to life than hair...but I look like an idiot and that kinda sucks!