What is it about hair stylists that they hate long hair?
I will admit to one vanity. The only really good feature that I think I have is my hair. It’s auburn and wavy and long.  It had finally reached my waist and was full and thick, and I am proud to say, was a completely natural color. Until the year of Katrina, I was fairly religious about keeping the ends trimmed so that it didn’t take on that unkempt kind of look that long hair often gets.
Let me stop for a moment here and make a point:
It. USED. To. Reach. To. My. Waist.
When I lived in New Orleans, I always spent a ridiculous amount of money every three months to have a trim. It was the one beauty item I did not skimp on. Only the best salons. Only the best stylists in those salons. I would be almost embarrassed to tell you what I spent on a cut. I rationalized it by the fact that I only went in every three months – you can get away with that when you have long hair. I also spent a completely ridiculous amount on leave-in-conditioners and shine solutions to keep it from tangling and breaking.Â
This year has engendered a certain degree of neglect on the hair front. We have moved A LOT. Plus, we are now on a single income, and I can not bring myself to justify the kind of money I was used to dropping on a cut. And, I have NO knowledge of the Little Rock Salon scene.Â
So here is where I made my fatal mistake.
I went to Regis to have my hair cut.Â
I can hear my more fashion conscious friends groaning now. Now, in my defense, I was not expecting miracles, here, but I was not expecting a complete HACK job either.
A trim for me is about three inches. About a palm width. That’s what it takes to take off the damage – long hair is old hair, by the time the ends reach those kinds of lengths they are three years old at least. Apparently, the stylist I got has some very serious depth perception issues.Â
The final toll – AT LEAST six inches gone. I am thinking probably more like eight. EIGHT. That waist-length hair? Barely hits the bottom of my shoulder blades. Oh, but at least it’s not even because she didn’t undercut it to account for the curl in my hair. So, it’s eight inches shorter and jagged.
Would it be reasonable to sit down in the middle of my office and cry?
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Ok – harsh lesson to learn but you take away from this experience a.) NEVER go to Regis for a hair cut and b.) you owe it to yourself to spend the money on your hair – it’s your hair and it’s your one vanity. treat yourself to that one special thing and skimp somewhere else (like buying generic toothpaste or something!)
I love you sweetie! The saving grace to this? You are beautiful on the INSIDE and that shines through no matter how short your hair is!!!
*smooches*
I am so sorry…Regis hair stylist are the devil, I think they may have been beauty school drop outs. I am so sorry. Yet I agree with Finna, you are still beautiful.
Oh and crying in the middle of your office floor is perfectly acceptable.
Hell, I’m crying! What a loss!
Of course crying in your office is acceptable!!!
I can say nothing more. It pains me.
Except to say that you are one of the most beautiful women I know and that eight inches of hair is not going to change that! Plus, hair grows back (I know this is what you would tell me if roles were reversed! In fact I can hear your voice saying it….)
I’m very sorry. Yes, you can cry, and possibly go find somebody who can even it out for you?
Other than that, I’m with Finna. If it’s your one vanity, you should indulge yourself- even if it isn’t at the BEST of salons, you could go to a higher caliber where they’re likely to understand simple measurement principles. You deserve it.
I feel for you.
Been.There.Learned.That.Lesson.
I cried as well.
A lot.
When I cut mine, it was the stylist that cried. Anyhow, take good care of your hair, it will grow back, and everything will be fine. Trust me.
Now, where does this Regis idiot live? I think we’re going to have a body to hide.
Oh baby, I’m so sorry. That stinks. And yes you can cry. I’ve been a victim of the hit and run “just a trim” more times than I care to remember and a few, “its only hair it will grow backs.” I don’t like getting my hair cut because of that.
When you need another cut, let me know and I’ll give you the name of someone here in Arkansas that I trust to only do exactly what I ask. To me that is very rare in a hairdresser.
You could look at it as an opportunity to get some different colored wigs and be adventurous and play “dress up” for a couple of months….
Or there is always the “Bald is beautiful” approach that works so well for Moose and I…but the goatee wouldn’t go so well on you I’m thinking.
Seriously though (yes that means the above statements were supposed to be silly) you’ll be fine, beauty isn’t in the hair, its on the inside, that’s what we all love and respect.
No-Really! 😉
I was a Regis victim, too. I wept for a week. I looked like a mental patient from a B-movie. I’m so so sorry! Just this week, I had lunch where the waitress’ hair was so fabulous I asked, and it’s the same place Sheila reccomends, so that’s gonna be my next hopeful stop for a cut. I’ll let you know how it goes . . . And a good hair cut deserves big bucks, the alternative chocolate and/or tequila purchases to soothe a bad haircut can get mighty pricey!
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