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July 14, 2006
Unfaithful
I didn’t want to cheat, but he drove me to it!
The relationship between a woman and her hair stylist is sacred but tenuous. Both parties have to trust and communicate. You have to think long-term, you can’t be afraid to commit, and when he says, “Just let me try the auburn lowlights, I promise you’ll love them”…well, sometimes you just have to put your hand in his and take a flying leap of faith.
Sometimes, you have to forgive. And try to forget. Although forgetting is difficult when co-workers are squinting at your bangs, coughing spasmodically, and going, “Wow. You certainly made some brave choices.”
But there comes a point when enough is enough. “Supportive” does not mean “doormat”, “adventurous” does not mean “fuschia PePe LePew streaks”, and if he thinks you were put on this earth for him to experiment with new straight razor techniques, he’s got another think coming. You’re bleached as hell and you’re not going to take it anymore!
I hit that point last month. I believed in my new stylist—I did my part to make this work, damnit—but he abused that trust with his latest cut. I do not throw the term “mullet” around lightly, but what he calls layers, I call a little too reminiscent of Billy Ray Cyrus. Every relationship has deal breakers, and mullets are mine. I stormed out and I’m never calling him again.
So I’m on my own again. Bereft, bitter, and in desperate need of damage control before the RWA conference in two weeks. I have a hot lead on a new guy, though, from a makeup artist I know. She says he’s a visionary. She promises he’ll understand me like no one else. And his skill with blonde highlights is enough to make any girl swoon.
I’ve heard it all before, but I guess I’ll give it a try. Maybe he’s The One, right? Someday my prince will come…bearing golden scissors and the perfect botanical conditioner. And we’ll live happily ever after.
Okay, you guys, tell me I’m not to only one to have a good stylist go bad. Please. Even if you’re lying.
Posted by Beth at 12:42 AM | Comments (5)
Comments
I've been there and can totally empathise. Thirty-nine steps is the only way to describe what I ended up with once! Whenever we move my biggest dread is finding a new hairdresser, closely followed by a new dentist!!
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at July 14, 2006 1:51 AM
Yes, yes, yes!! After nearly 45 minutes of discussion on how ridiculously thick my hair is and how certain things never, ever work, guess what??? I turned out looking like Prince Valiant in that old comic strip.
Or the person back in college who was sure all my waist-length (did I mention ridiculously thick?) wavy hair needed was a . . . wait for it . . . BODY FREAKING PERM. I looked like a poodle for 2 months, until I finally did the chemical straightening route, which destroyed my hair, which had to be cut off to about 3 inches long.
Posted by: Alesia Holliday at July 14, 2006 7:34 AM
I've just recently found a new stylist. I love him. I adore him. I would marry him and bear his children if he weren't already engaged to some other guy and if I hadn't had my tubes tied some years back. Of course, if he messes up my hair, all bets are off. But for now, I just adore him. I've already decided when I'm super-rich, he shall be on my staff as stylist in residence.
Now, WHY did I go the route of finding a new stylist? Well, the last one was waxing my eyebrows. Have you ever had drastically uneven eyebrows? Painfully, obviously, terribly uneven eyebrows? Mm hmm. That's right. I spent a lot of time with my head tilted to the right. I guess I thought it gave me balance. I even lost a couple of eyelashes in the process. It was enough for me that when I heard Adam's voice from the other side of the tanning room door, I KNEW IT. I KNEW he was the one.
Posted by: laurenjharwood at July 14, 2006 8:27 AM
Oh, hugs - I hear you on the mullets! I had one of those about 3 or 4 haircuts ago when I decided to try a new place. Big mistake...
Michelle
Posted by: Michelle C at July 16, 2006 8:39 AM
My hairdresser in Atlanta was awesome and is a genius with color! If you want to see him before Nationals start, let me know, and I'll get you his number!
Posted by: Rebecca at July 18, 2006 8:04 AM
