Showing posts with label bad hair day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad hair day. Show all posts

Sunday, July 27, 2008

a snip of humility


I've been a little overly stressed about my latest hair cut. If you've been around me in since Wednesday you know that is all I've talked about, thought about, & worried about. And no. Not one compliment has changed my mind otherwise. (But thanks for them anyway.)
Here is the story. Sorry, I'm not making it a short one.
A year ago my hairdresser moved to another state. I've now decided that I'd rather have my doctor move than my hair lady. Everything hinges on how the hair looks. Am I right? So, I started the hunt for my new gal. I started right there in the same salon. She knew me already, my old girl left my card with my info, and I already had the phone number in my head.
It was all good. I was happy with her cuts and she was getting there with the colors. But I wasn't in love, so I went looking. I found someone that was amazing. I could tell her or show her what I wanted and that is exactly what I got. Her only problem was that she is an absolute psycho and I have to look for her every time I need my hair done because she moves around from salon to salon, all the time, and her phone number never stays the same.
So, it was time for a cut and I couldn't find her, again, and truth be told, I wasn't sure I could deal with her insane personality this past week. So I went back to where it was safe...or so I thought. I took in a picture (same picture that I took to the crazy hair lady last month) to show her what I had done last time so we could be on the same page.....
When I pass a mirror I am shocked at what I see, every time. I don't even look like me. My sweet husband has had a field day coming up with jokes and comments. (Now I'm thrilled he'll be at scout camp all of next week.)
I can hear you now. 'Where is the picture? What does it look like?' I tried. I really did. At this point I just can't bring myself to post one. Up till now I have successfully keep myself off of this blog and now just doesn't seem like the right time to grace the screen.
So all I want is your sympathy and condolences. And if your hair didn't do its thing today, just think to yourself, "at least I don't look like Cassie".