Okay, so it's not that bad. I just couldn't resist a nice bit of alliteration. I got my hair cut today. This is always a mildly distressing experience for me, but was an even more serious prospect than usual today, since I have been unable to get an appointment with my usual stylist for the past three months and had to go to someone else. She's been cutting my husband's hair for years, and she's great with a crew cut, but that's not really the look I'm going for, ya know? It's not that I don't trust her, it's just that past experience has taught me that I do not communicate well with hair stylists. Somehow, whatever I say comes across as, "Yes, please chop off as much as possible, and while you're at it, make it look like I crossed paths with a rabid dog on my way home."
So I was nervous about the whole thing, but I couldn't take one more day of pulling my hair back into a pony tail to keep it out of my face while I'm working and I didn't have a better option.
I tried to explain my usual style to her, but I guess it wasn't that easy to decipher from the grown-out mess on my head. There was a lot of snipping and combing and snipping and blow-drying and snipping some more. Quite a bit more snipping than I'm really comfortable with, to tell you the truth, and only my over-developed sense of courtesy--and the fact that the woman had a pair of razor sharp scissors to my head--kept me from screaming, "Stop with the snipping already! It's short enough! What are you DOING back there anyway?!"And then, although I clearly asked her to dry it so the ends curled under, every time I looked up, she was drying the ends with a distinct outward flip. A lot of flip. Enough flip to skateboard off of. But, hey, at least she was done with the scissors, and flip washes out.
The end result is significantly shorter, poofier, and more...uh...helmet-like than I was going for--although that last will probably change after I wash it and do my usual sleep-on-it-wet-as-a-styling-technique routine.
I think I'm more or less okay with it, though. At least the pony tail is gone.
10 comments:
sigh... You're right, it,s not *that* bad, but I know it,s not what you were thinking about. At least it will grow out. BTW, I finally found someone who gives me cuts I really like. Hope to see you soon!
A haircut is a traumatic thing. It seems to toy with our sense of self, as though we are our hair. But fwiw, I think you (and your hair) look fabulous!
I don't know you but I like it.
I am sure it is not your communication skills, but an inability to listen to what we are saying. Just had a similar experience on Monday, but as you say the flip washes out. What is it with the flipping these days. After the wash out my cut was fine just a lot shorter than expected.:P
My mother was a hairdresser. She said that you always look at the shop boss's hairstyle, because that's what your hair will look like. If the boss isn't there, look at the stylists' hair. Sometimes it helps to bring a photograph.
Wow! I think it looks really nice! Maybe you just need to get used to it but I think its fab!
At least it's not the David Cassidy. I hear you on the "why are you flipping it up". That Marlo Thomas thing is was over and yet they do it to me every time. On a final note... The last time I got mine cut I said "no shorter than my chin" and then realized I needed to clarify..."no shorter than the SECOND chin.
Actually, it doesn't look too bad. And it will grow out.
I, too, hate having my hair cut. It's never right. But I have a suggestion. When you do get a cut you like, take pictures of it - front, sides, back - and bring that with you the next time you go.
Good luck
I like it. Sometimes something a little different is good! And besides, hair grows, right? This, too, shall pass.
I like it! I love the color of your hair, too!
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