… why hair stylists hate hair? At least long hair.
And why they seem inherently unable to tell the difference between three inches and six?
My waist-length hair?
Is now down to the bottom of my shoulders.
Okay, here’s a newsflash for the hair stylists out there:
Some of us? Like. Our. Hair. Long.
Really. We are not fashion idiots. We secretly won’t be happier or look better with some short style de jour. So let me repeat for emphasis. WE LIKE our hair LONG.
My hair is not scraggly long. Or unkempt. It is thick, it is wavy, it looks like SHIT short BECAUSE it IS thick and wavy, and I WANT IT LONG. I want it to look even and healthy long, so I DO want a TRIM. But a TRIM, is NOT SIX INCHES.
I. Am. Not. Happy.
That is all.
(and PS – if you persist in making unrequested major style changes of your clients the day before they have an important social event, you not only WILLÂ NOT get repeat clients or referrals, you will get stalked and hounded to the ends of the earth and will have all past tips beaten out of your body.)
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I hate that! I love my hair long. I love how it feels on my back and how it swishes when I have a pony tail. Long hair that is kept up properly is so beautiful. I tell them ‘One-two inches’ and it ends up being a foot. I’ve given up on keeping my hair long. I used to cut it myself and that was the only way I’d be able to keep it long. Now, I don’t have the patience to cut it myself and get it cut at a hair place and they just chop it all off. Tha bastards
Poor Robbin… I feel your pain. My very last haircut I told my stylist exactly what I wanted. She thought it would look better another way. I said maybe it would but THIS is how I want it (I have some arm and hand conditions that make some styles easier to manage than others but I did not feel like I needed to tell her that). Well, I have to take off my glasses to do haircuts and then I’m at their mercy cuz I am BLIND. AS. A. BAT. Which style you think I got? The one I wanted or the one she wanted for me?
So whenever you want to go hunt down these power-hungry, scissors-happy sadists, you just let me know and I’m right there with you!
I bet your hair is still beautiful though.
The last time this happened to me I ended up looking like a mental hospital patient who’d gotten the scissors. I hate those stylists! I went back the next day and got a refund and then found the best salon ever, recommendation Trixie. The only thing I’ve ever had to say is yes, please, take off a bit more. Trixie and I swear by them. When it’s time, it’s worth the drive. We’ll buy you lunch and make a day of it. Until then, I feel your pain and am so sorry!
Oh Bri I HATE it when they cut my hair. I manages to look cute, but only with TONS of “product” in it and LOTS of effort. I feel you pain lovey. seriously.
I did appreciate the irony though at Border Raids this past week. Back when I used to fight I had long hair and everybody used to tell me I needed to cut it. Now that I’m “just a waterbearer” I have short hair. Irony? I did love the cooler aspects of it out on that hot fighting field. but I miss my long locks.
And you wonder why I haven’t had my hair cut or colored in five and a half years? Every time I’m tempted, I read another post like this. I’m just hoping I can keep up with it after Bump has arrived.
Stylists hate me. I’ve stopped going because I make them upset.
I say “I’d like my hair to be more interesting – less ‘just straight and long’ – OH, but I have to be able to make 2 long braids and one long braid out of it every weekend, so you can’t do anything to it that will make simple braids look funny.” and “No, I can’t french braid.” and “Oh and I want to be able to get up in the morning and just comb it and go.” and “and I want it to stay LONG – if you cut it too short I will cry, right here.”
They frustratedly , give a huge sigh of exasperation, tell be it can’t be done, and I end up paying $20 for what I can do at home with a good pair of scissors and a mirror (and a panicky husband to even up the middle of the back).