Biggest Disapointment:
I sifted through vapid fashion magazines; drew the contour of my face on my mirror and it still amounted to nothing. Well, looking back in that mirror it actually amounts to a whole lot of wasted expectations.
See, I made an appointment with the owner and second most expensive stylist assuming that these attributes would make any haircut I receive worthwhile. That, or atleast, the one I want excellent. I was sadly disappointed.
I walked in 5 minutes late only to wait for another 45. Thereafter, once my seething anger waned off with bitter tea, I was given over to my stylist. I did my part in showing her exactly what I wanted with one condition: do NOT change the length. I explained that I’ve had horrible hair episodes in the past with s@!%!y out-of-Blaine-institute stylist and was aiming to grow my hair much longer than those experiences allowed me.
Unfortunately, I was left with the worst cut of them all.
She took liberties with the hairstyle I wanted and what resulted were bangs that resembled broken shingles of uneven glass. The part of my hair which, if she had paid attention to my request, was SUPPOSED to cup my face was instead both horribly jagged and blunt.
I could've done a better hack job if someone had provided me with a blunt steak knife and a bandana to cover my eyes.
It cost me more than money and taxed the hell out of my emotional threshold. A girl needs to feel beautiful... To my disappointment, even the professionals f@!%!d that up.
by Arimay on February 08, 2009