My hair is back to normal.
For those of you who don’t care, I completely understand. For those of you who want to care but don’t know what I’m talking about, read this or maybe even this to catch up. For everyone else, carry on.
So yes, my hair is back to normal. Well, as normal as normal can be after having chemicals and goop and heat thrown at it. All things considered, I’d love to go back to the moment when I thought “hey, it would be nice to change things up a bit” and save my money and my time. But that stupid moment is forever etched in history, along with all the other moronic things I’ve done this year and will continue to do until I rot in my grave with a wealth of knowledge that would have been best applied when I was ten and older, not dead in the ground. And with the money I spent on my hair, I could have bought fifteen things that are much more important. I’ll cry that out a little later on. Now is not the time.
The good news is that out of all of this I may have found an actual competent hairdresser in my area that’s enjoyable, fast, and does
The blossoming of a potentially awesome future hairdresser.
good work. But she’s also a manager and was tasked with fixing my atrocity of a head and trying to squeeze any more money out of me with product sales if possible. She kind of succeeded, because I am weak.
Like a little lamb.
Maybe I’ll just take a note and in the future just go to the most crazy-haired, tattooed girl in the salon. I’ve read so many articles that tell you to go to the person whose hair you like or who seems to have a style close to yours, etc. etc.
That’s a bunch of malarkey.
Just go to the nuttiest nut job you can find. Find someone who expresses themselves almost entirely through body alterations. Those are the people who are passionate about self-expression and will help you find a way to do the same. Hot pink hair is a plus. So is a nose ring.
So anyway, lesson learned. But this year is all about not holding back out of fear, so I’m also kind of pleased with myself for getting a dye job when I was pretty darn comfortable staying where I was. And I even had the cojones to call and go back. That’s pretty cool.
My ‘redo’ stylist rinsed me out right beside the stylist who made the mess the first time around. That was a tiny dab of awkward sauce. I forgot to mention that. She knew what she did. I wish I could have taken her tip money back. All of it. But then, why was I polite enough to tip when I absolutely hated what she did?
Because I’m an idiot. Lessons learned, my friends. Lessons learned. ♣
The Jackie Blog 
You did learn well though – don’t go to the person who shows no interest in personal expression – – -they are frustrated and will experiment on YOU…
I STILL think that any products should have been free – they do get them at cost and…well…it’s not like you won’t dump a pile of cash on a regular basis…hair DOES continue to grow after all.
You tipped.
*sigh*
I have done that too – for the worst haircuts of my life – I still tipped.
You just don’t have it in you to be a complete bitch.
If you have ever wondered why every bitch you know looks f–king fabulous – now you know.
But keep this in mind?
Beauty may be skin deep but ugly goes right to the bone.
You are beautiful – in all ways – so no worries.
M.L.
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I really was kind of shocked at the gall – I come back for a redo and you throw a bunch of product at me. But at the same time, I couldn’t justify spending all that money and time just to have it wash out with cheap product.
Tipping is a problem for me. I overtip. It’s bad. And you’re right about the fabulous b*tches. It really is just money and mojo.
Thank you so much for the kind words and encouragement 🙂 I was feeling quite awful about myself!
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The biggest lesson I learned about hair dye is that my hair does not take dye well, and always feels like straw afterwards. All the ‘product’ in the world afterwards does not make a difference. So I let the natural grey grow in, and both my hairdresser and I are much happier…
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I do miss how soft my hair was. I’m kind of in natural withdrawal.
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Well I’m glad everything’s back to normal for you. You did come out of this with a little more knowledge than you had before, and that’s never a loss. I just wish you hadn’t wound up ponying up the money to learn it. Thanks for sharing, though, because if I ever go to a stylist, I’ll do as you suggested and find someone with tattoos and pink hair and nose rings. 😀
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So. Much. Money.
I’m glad you’ll take the advice to heart – it’s expensive advice.
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I’m glad your hair is back among the living. I’m getting mine done on Monday and I’m considering taking a full 3″ off instead of just a trim, in honor of your boldness (and before you think I’m being snarky, my hair is chin-length so that would be a big change for me.). Considering…
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Aaaaaand? Did you?
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You have inspired me. I’m going out tomorrow and getting a green mohawk.
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Pictures.
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I’m glad you got that hair mess fixed. I’m sorry you ended up in such a bad salon to begin with. In my book they did everything wrong.
I hope you will find a great salon and stylist next time!
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I’m debating whether to go through this all over again somewhere else or just go back now that I’ve suffered all the terrors possible. After all, it really is a lovely shade…
Have I been brainwashed? I had an absolutely AWFUL experience but this color is fab. Really fab.
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