Thursday, March 13, 2008

Hair Confessions

While I’m on the subject of yesterday’s hair adventures, I might as well come clean with a few of my hair issues. 1) I got the worst haircut of my life in Georgia. I brought 3 pictures of the cut I wanted (a cute, chin-length bob) to the hairstylist. I had never been to this stylist before, but she assured me she knew exactly what I wanted. Instead of looking like Julia Stiles, like I wanted, I ended up looking more like her brother (if she has one). This was the message that I left on my parents’ answering machine after I got the cut: “I just got a haircut and I look like a man! Call me back! Bye.” The reactions the next day at work varied from pure laughter (2 co-workers) to this statement from another co-worker: “With all due respect, ma’am, what did you do to your hair??” I cried for a week, and I never returned to that hair stylist again. Lesson Learned: In addition to learning that I’m not meant to look like Julia Stiles (no matter what haircut I get), I learned to carefully screen future stylists, especially if trying a more daring ‘do. 2) I have a long history of neglecting my hair – and my blow-dryer. Once in high school, I was waiting outside in the middle of winter for the bus (yes, I was all sorts of geek in high school) with my wet, un-blow-dried hair. When I tried to run my fingers through my hair later on the bus, I couldn’t because my hair had actually frozen! Lesson Learned: Hair can freeze, and I learned that I’ll want to make the effort to blow-dry my hair next time I’m waiting outside in freezing temps (I hope not) for a bus (I really hope not). 3) A haircut that I got a few months ago was with a stylist I had not seen before. The first thing that she said to me when we met was: “I just got my moustache waxed off!” I really didn’t know how to respond to that. (Congratulations? Or, nice to meet you, too?) The haircut she gave was only so-so and expensive. (So expensive that I tried not to audibly gasp when I saw the bill.) Lesson Learned: I learned that it’s better to keep any talk of hair-removal to yourself. I didn’t pick her for my next haircut. There are more stories I could tell, but I don't want to bore you. Let's just say that I’ve definitely had my fair share of hair disasters. For me, I think the overall lessons learned here are: Look into wigs. Check if being bald is coming in style. Or, better yet, come back as a short-haired man in the next life.

4 comments:

Playful Professional said...

I've had some pretty rough haircut experiences but yours top them all. I have learned that no matter how good of a haircut it is, short hair never works for me because of my blow-dryer neglect.

Anonymous said...

I do have a beauty story for you. Wanting to surprise my husband with a "Glamour Shot" for Valentine's day many many years ago, I had the misfortune of husband waiting in the yard upon my return, he took one look at me and said, oh you went to a make-up show, I sure hope you didn't buy any of that...! Thankfully the picture did turn out better.

tootie said...

Playful - I agree. Short hair doesn't work for me for the same reason.

Anonymous - haha! Glad at least the picture turned out ok. :)

Anonymous said...

I remember going in to what turned out to be an awful salon and asking for layers in my shoulder length cut. The lady GAPPED MY HAIR. I mean it was an obvious chunk and looked like I had a bald spot somehow on the side of my head. I went to a different salon and they said the only thing I could do because it was so bad looking was to cut it off in a pixie like cut. I am 5 foot 10, curvy, and that look looked awful on me. It took forever for it to grow out, and it looked like I had small hair on a big head. I look best, in my own opinion, in a chin length style like a bob like Julia Stiles. Any shorter, it's manly and awful looking on me. I used to have really long hair, too, and I looked just as bad as when I had super short hair. At least you can do something with really long hair (like either do stuff with it or cut it shorter). I looked awful with super short hair. My friends showed compassion and do not put pictures out of me with the 'boy" haircut. They cried for me, too.