i forgot to write to you of the misshap that is my hair. with my birthday money i decided to go and get my hair highlighted something i've never had done before. i was once a platinum blonde (ugh) and have always wanted to get highlights.
what a freakin' mistake.
the stylist did what she called blonde and caramel highlights. i told her six times that while my hair is light brown with blonde pieces, it tends to go towards a red color. so after 4 hours (really, half way throught the process i said "does it always take this long?" the stylist was a little offended. i just meant "do women REALLY sit and get this done once every 6 weeks?!") anyway, the stylist kept saying my hair looked "yummy". that was a little annoying. long story short, when she cut and styled it i almost started crying. what i had were stripes. blonde and red stripes. and i looked no different. highlights are supposed to brighten your face or something. i looked like a freakin' tabby cat.
ugh. eventually it did lighten a little so it wasn't sooo stripey. but really, i blew my birthday money for nothing. i guess when i walked in and said "give me highlights" what i really meant was "give me a tummy tuck, an ass tuck and take a little off of my chin too".
lessons learned:
1-me and clairol can fuck-up my hair at home for $6-$8. at least then i can tell people i messed it up myself.
2-hairdressers will never NEVER do what you want. ever. i swear i'm going to start going to my husband's barber
3-women are crazy for sitting in a salon for any longer than an hour.
4-hair. who needs it?
p.s. any "hairstylist from hell" stories are appreciated
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