The Day I Knew I Had to Break Up with my Hairdresser // Life
If you follow me on social media, Instagram in particular, then you may have noticed I've undergone a little change. Actually it's a big change if I'm totally honest, and not one I expected at all, when I walked out the door last Thursday afternoon.
You see, it was my cousin's wedding on the weekend, and I of course wanted to look my best for her big day. Dave's Mum was looking after the girls for us overnight and we were staying with my sister and going to enjoy a glorious kid-free day and evening.
As many women often do, I booked myself in to the hairdresser for a couple of days. The plan was to get a trim of the haircut I got 6 weeks earlier, that in itself was a big change as I cut my hair from mid-lenth to above shoulder-length. Get a few foils to disguise the massive regrowth from the last lot I got months and months before, and have it curled, so that by the time the wedding rocked around a couple of days later I'd be sporting some nice waves rather than a giant fuzz-ball!
Somehow though, I walked out of there a blonde!
Don't get me wrong, I actually don't mind it. In fact it's something that I've thought about doing on and off for years, along with going jet black too. I can't say it's done my hair any favours though, as I can feel how damaged my hair now is from the whole process.
While I don't mind this opportunity to test the theory of blonde's having more fun, there is still one big problem that I'm struggling to overlook, and it's the reason why I think I have to find a new hairdresser...
It's not what I asked for.
What I asked for was a trim, and a half head of foils. Nothing dramatic I said, just a few highlights to hide the regrowth of the old ones.
What I got was bombshell blonde!
I have struggled for most of my adult life to find a decent hairdresser. There was a short period when I thought I'd hit the jackpot, and that was while I was pregnant with Punky. Only problem was, she was pregnant too. And so a month after I had Punky she went on her own maternity leave and she hasn't returned since.
So I've been testing out the other girls at the salon and sadly I just don't seem to have found that same magic that I had with Tammy. I know, I know, first-world problems and all that, but finding a good hairdresser is a very rare thing for me. I want to know that when I sit down in that chair, and hand over a fistful of cash a couple hours later, I'm going to be walking out of there with what I asked for.
And I don't think I am going to get that where I've been going the last few years. So now I am on a quest to find a new hairdresser. Normally I would leave it a few months or even longer between visits, but I have a feeling that being a blonde and the subsequent re-growth I'll be sporting, I'm gonna need a follow-up visit sooner rather than later.
And so the quest begins. If you know of any good hairdressers in the Hawkesbury/Hills area, please let me know!
Have you ever walked out of the hairdressers with something completely different to what you asked for? Do you have a good hairdresser or do you have bad hairdresser luck like me?
You see, it was my cousin's wedding on the weekend, and I of course wanted to look my best for her big day. Dave's Mum was looking after the girls for us overnight and we were staying with my sister and going to enjoy a glorious kid-free day and evening.
As many women often do, I booked myself in to the hairdresser for a couple of days. The plan was to get a trim of the haircut I got 6 weeks earlier, that in itself was a big change as I cut my hair from mid-lenth to above shoulder-length. Get a few foils to disguise the massive regrowth from the last lot I got months and months before, and have it curled, so that by the time the wedding rocked around a couple of days later I'd be sporting some nice waves rather than a giant fuzz-ball!
Somehow though, I walked out of there a blonde!
This is my sexy shocked face |
Don't get me wrong, I actually don't mind it. In fact it's something that I've thought about doing on and off for years, along with going jet black too. I can't say it's done my hair any favours though, as I can feel how damaged my hair now is from the whole process.
While I don't mind this opportunity to test the theory of blonde's having more fun, there is still one big problem that I'm struggling to overlook, and it's the reason why I think I have to find a new hairdresser...
It's not what I asked for.
What I asked for was a trim, and a half head of foils. Nothing dramatic I said, just a few highlights to hide the regrowth of the old ones.
What I got was bombshell blonde!
It was a bit windy at the ceremony. Good thing I took the obligatory selfie before we got there! |
I have struggled for most of my adult life to find a decent hairdresser. There was a short period when I thought I'd hit the jackpot, and that was while I was pregnant with Punky. Only problem was, she was pregnant too. And so a month after I had Punky she went on her own maternity leave and she hasn't returned since.
So I've been testing out the other girls at the salon and sadly I just don't seem to have found that same magic that I had with Tammy. I know, I know, first-world problems and all that, but finding a good hairdresser is a very rare thing for me. I want to know that when I sit down in that chair, and hand over a fistful of cash a couple hours later, I'm going to be walking out of there with what I asked for.
And I don't think I am going to get that where I've been going the last few years. So now I am on a quest to find a new hairdresser. Normally I would leave it a few months or even longer between visits, but I have a feeling that being a blonde and the subsequent re-growth I'll be sporting, I'm gonna need a follow-up visit sooner rather than later.
Picture of the Bride & Groom's First Dance? Nailed it! |
And so the quest begins. If you know of any good hairdressers in the Hawkesbury/Hills area, please let me know!
Have you ever walked out of the hairdressers with something completely different to what you asked for? Do you have a good hairdresser or do you have bad hairdresser luck like me?
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Comments
The hairdresser I have now is amazing.
Secondly, I haven't found a good one since moving. I had a trim on the weekend and it cost me $38 and my fringe looks worse than when I hacked it a month ago.
It's very frustrating!
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