Today was a haircut day, for me. In order to save precious pennies, I chose to forgo (a.ka. sacrifice) my more expensive haircut place. I ventured 1 mile from home to a beauty school. Yep, I shelled out $6.00 for a student to cut my hair, and another $8.00 for a blow dry. This worked out to be 1/2 the cost or so of just a cut and even more savings if I choose to splurge for the blow dry and style. Since I like the short, cropped and layered look, I usually need the style to insure even-ness. And the result?
Well, I cried when I got home. Even though I said it's just hair, the tears fell. Not because it was too short. Because it was not short enough - especially in spots, and not quite thinned out enough. I seriously should not be able to get my hair into a ponytail post haircut. Especially not a lopsided, crooked ponytail in the middle of my head! So, I did what I have never done before. I shut myself into the bathroom, and cut my own hair with scissors. Snipped away carefully so as not to over cut. Then I called Eric into the bathroom to help fix the back. Overall, I think it looks fine. Much straighter and better. The top, sides and layers were great. Just the bottom. I can not take myself somewhere to have it fixed, as that defeats the purpose of saving precious pennies. Needless to say I may not go back for that much of a savings haircut.
Perhaps I'll venture back for a $6.00 snip for Simon?!?!
Barn Star 14 coming soon!
4 days ago
2 comments:
Hmmm I think we all make that mistake at least once. There are some things that miiiiight be worth it! ;)
What a hair horror. I do not fault you for crying. I remember once in college I got my hair cut at the Super Cuts downtown Elmhurst. Had visions of a sassy bob, but walked out with a veritable Dorothy Hamill wedge.
Bad cuts are bad for the soul.
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