...or at LEAST a "hair" model. That's the impression the stylist tried to leave me when I finally broke down yesterday and got a haircut. Yes, due to the time constraint that is my life, it's been about six months since I got a haircut. (And thankfully, I have the type of style where I can pull that off!) Part of the problem is that we moved, and I haven't been brave enough to try new stylists out where we live. I loved my beauty shop in Scottsville--local ladies with local gossip (one girl sends her son--who is only two months older than Izzy--to the same daycare) and reasonable prices. Not really knowing where to go out in Penfield, and not really having time on the weekends to go anyway, I decided to take the plunge and get my hair cut at the mall yesterday during my lunch hour. I've had issues with Regis in the past--those girls never seemed to listen to what I wanted--so I was brave and went to JCPenny's.
What was I thinking? First off, this is a "SALON", not just a beauty shop across the street. That word should be spelled $ALON. I knew I was in trouble the second I walked in and heard my stylist selling products to the client trying to get out the door. Great. Can I really afford to be in here?
Well, heck with it! It's been six months since my last hair cut! I think that merits a real salon-type cut!
That's when the fascination began--of my stylist with my beautiful hair. I shouldn't complain--it's not often I get someone throwing that many compliments out to me like that. But then the "selling" began. While she washed my beautiful hair, I got chastised for using a certain brand shampoo because it has plastics in it--and therefore damages it and wears it down. (I'm not sure if she recognized my wry smile when later during my beauty treatment she was recommending a product to me which is made of silicone.) Yes, I got a nice, detailed description of every product she used in my hair--I counted at least seven from wash to blow dry. But I got to give her some credit. She wasn't really nagging at me to buy these things, she was just telling me about them in great description--you know, just in case I might want to buy them.
I had her dry my hair since it was negative temperatures outside with the wind chill. She dried and straightened my naturally wavy hair into a very sleek style (with help of said silicone-based product). I must say, I looked great. I was kind of embarrassed to have such a nice coiffure when I was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and my snowboots--just didn't fit! Not to mention having to put my hat on such perfect, beautifully-styled hair, so I could get to the car without my head freezing off.
Yes, I enjoyed my little foray into the world of superstar models. Too bad the modeling agency or movie producer wasn't footing the bill for me, though. What do they do--charge you $5 for every product they use? No, I shouldn't complain. I know of a few girls at work who pay more than I did (silly, silly women!). But I really do need to start talking to some of the moms I'm running into to find a decent stylist that I can afford. *sigh* It was fun while it lasted.
4 comments:
As the delegate for men in general, I would say there is only ONE silicone product a woman should invest in. Or should I say two.
I used to go to an overpriced place for my hair, then ... money being tight three years ago .. I switched.
I like where I go. They are great there and do very well. They don't nag me to buy $30 bottles that last 2 weeks as per instructions.
The overpriced place does. My mom still goes there and always comes home with $75 - $100 worth of stuff she doesn't need.
The haircut I get now is about $17 and I generally tip $5, for they do a nice job.
Since you have your hair done so very well, new Superstar
oops! What I meant to finish was ... put up a picture, superstar!
No pictures. The superstar moment is over the second I wash my hair. No way I can EVER replicate that style--unless I pay the big bucks to have HER do it again. My moment in the sun is already gone.
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