Girly Rant

[Belegon]

I have something more like Crim's problem...the cutting is not really a problem, and I have the "guy's advantage" there... but the thing is color. See, from my ears down (yes, all the way down...perverts! *blush*) my hair is red. my beard, chest hair, etc. But the hair at the top of my head comes in a sandy brown/blonde with just red highlights. So, a few years ago I took to coloring it to match my beard.

The first person I found that did it right I finally gave up on after my job changed. I met her via my old work location and when I took a job closer to home I still drove the 30 mile one way trip to let her do it for awhile. But eventually it got to be too much.

For the last couple of years I've been lucky enough to have my best friend do it. While not as good as the professional I used to go to, she did it for fun and the cost of the products and did a pretty good job of matching the color.

Now, due to other developments in our association, that's not gonna be possible. So I either go back to driving 60 miles round trip to see Shannon, or I have to find someone down here. I am not looking forward to it.

 

[Dar~]

Bel, I think you may have just broken Carson's heart.

 

[Belegon]

Bel, I think you may have just broken Carson's heart.

I think I told him that before...and he lives way too far away to do my hair...

 

[SeaCat]

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

I actually do feel sorry for you, my wife goes through the same thing. Me on the other hand. Well I let mine grow between diving. When the conditions are right and I start diving a lot then I just shave my head. (I hate SeaLice and other stinging underwater critters when they get caught in my hair. The beard on the other hand,,,,,)

Cat

 

[logophile]

LadyJ - I have lots of gray hair. Lots of it. And every stylist I see tells me I should color it. They go on and on about it. But I like my gray. I worked hard for it, I earned every one of them.

Also, my hair is thick and course and some parts are curly while others are wiry/kinky. Adding dye, even really good dye, does unimaginable damage.

And here's my story about my worst hair cut ever:

I had been really depressed for a while, in a funk all the time and I got the opportunity to get a free cut and color at a really good salon. Or, I'd heard it was good, anyway. So I took it. I thought it might improve my outlook.

My hair was all one length and hung to the top of my ass. It had never been longer, and I just wanted to give it some shape, a little definition, etc. The salon was well known for touching up natural color with a demi-permanent dye and leaving some gray, if asked, just to brighten it up a little. So I thought I would add a little color, too, since I was there already.

First, they trimmed it up a little, so we weren't dying hair that was just going to be cut off. Then we went through the colors and picked one that was supposed to match mine, but brighter. The colorist wanted to dye it darker than my natural color to improve the contrast between the gray, but I said no thank you. He applied the color and I sat and waited for my turn to rinse and then cut. When they turned me round to the mirror before I went back to get my hair cut, I said, "This is really dark!" I was told it looked a lot darker wet and would be better after it dried. I noticed there wasn't much gray left, the colorist assured me that there was more than you could tell.

The guy doing the cut wanted me to cut it short. I said, no. Just some shape. Maybe some long layers, etc. OK. He turned me from the mirror and started cutting. And then he stood back, put some product in my hair and played with it a little. He sprayed it with water and then cut some more. A little more product, a little more playing. "It seems like it's getting quite short," I said. Nope. Still long enough to pull up into a nice ponytail or braid. More spraying, more trimming, more playing. Finally he put down his scissors and said:

"I've done what I could with your hair, but in all honesty it was so damaged when you came in here that I can't really do anything with it at all. You need to sleep on satin pillow cases, stop wearing ponytails all the time and use this (really expensive) conditioner. Come back in a year and I'll get you the best you've ever had."

Then he turned the stool around to the mirror and I couldn't fucking believe what I saw. He had given me a chin length blunt cut. No layers, no shape, no fucking way it would go into a pony tail. And as it was quickly drying, it was turning into Rosanna Rosanna Danna's hair right in front of my eyes. And the dye was just as dark as I thought it was. My silver hair against it looked like a skunk, honestly. I started to cry. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, "See you in a year. We'll fix you up then."

I still haven't recovered from that betrayal and it's been almost 2 years. It was several months before I could even go into another salon, but when I did I got the best cut of my life and I keep going back there, even though I can't really afford it.

I feel your pain, LadyJ. I really really do.

 

[Dar~]

That guys testicles would be sitting in ajar on my shelf. OO the bastard. then blaming his lack of talent on you. fucker I got mad just hearing it.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Oh, logo, that's heartbreaking! That's the kind of thing that makes you want to rip out every hair on his head with your bare hands, and it still wouldn't be enough to make up for it.

 

[Belegon]

Logo, I hate that it happened to you....

...but you do realize I would find you sexy no matter how long your hair was?

Don't know if that helps....but I hope it can't hurt...

 

[McKenna]

Lady J, I'm so sorry you've had to go through the "hairdresser from hell" routine. I feel your pain!

My hair is long, as many of you know from the AVs I use. My hair has been long for so long, it's become a part of my identity. I'm attached to it. I made myself a promise years ago that I would not cut it until I had my first child and I've kept that promise. It's been 12 years. It's long enough it touches my ass, now.

Nearly five years ago and a month before my wedding I went in to get my hair trimmed. I just wanted the split ends gone. I ended up with inches gone. Inches! I bawled. I cried, and cried and cried and my poor boyfriend didn't know what to do with me other than hold me. It eventually grew back, sure, but those first few weeks were hell.

I swore then I'd never go back to that salon and I never did.

Believe it or not I now go to the cheap places for a haircut, like Clippers or Fantastic Sams. I usually go when my hubby needs his done. I ask them to trim off the bottom, and I'm very, very explicit about how much I want cut off. I'm told my hair is in excellent condition. The hairdressers oooh and ahhh over it, and no one tries to convince me to cut it shorter (except my family.) It's an arrangement that works for me.

I won't let it get much longer than it is now. If I did, I'd be sitting on it, and that just doesn't sound comfortable. As it is, I must braid it at night so Mr. McKenna doesn't get a mouthfull every time he wants to cuddle. Small details, but worth it for me.

I don't know that I'll cut it when the first baby comes. I may, or may not. I suppose I've got time enough to decide.

Here's hoping your next salon visit is much, much better.


P.S. Logo, I can't believe they did that to you! I've heard of women suing for less ...and winning!

 

[R. Richard]

What sucks is that I love the way they color my hair at this place. So I don't want to stop going there. I just want them to stop doing shit like adding layers when I don't want them or telling me, you know, you'd look great with short hair...

OK, here is what you say to solve your problem. However, you need to practice it in front of a mirror until you get the expression just right.

"Oh God! Don't even think about me with short hair. My boyfriend has a violent temper and he likes my hair long. If you cut me short, you will wind up stuffed down a trash barrel and that only if you are lucky. Killer collects money for the Man you know."