Husband won’t let me sell the house so I had to find something else dramatic to do. It’s become a bit of a pattern. My crazy way of dealing with high-stress situations.
So I went to the hairdresser and told him to cut my hair off. I emphasized that the change needed to be dramatic enough for people to notice. I had sooooo much hair, cutting it off took a looooong time. All up, I’ve spent five hours at the hairdresser this week being snipped and dyed. Fark. Let’s not talk about how much it cost in these financially constrained times.
But I’m very happy with the results. I feel lighter, mentally and visually. I’m hoping it’s inspiration to be lighter physically too. But I’ve given up on that until the new year. Too many sausage rolls and potato chips on offer at the moment.
While sitting in the salon chair for all those hours, my hairdresser and I got to cover extensive verbal ground. He confessed he doesn’t approve of me “personal” blogging. He thinks the personal stuff should stay private, that I’ll end up giving too many pieces of myself away.
That was a bit chastening.
But I sucked it up, then I started quizzing him on salon etiquette. I’d noticed one of his clients fiddling with her phone the entire time he was cutting her hair, not engaging with him at all. I wanted to know if that was considered rude.
He said you don’t have to be besties with every client. Sometimes you don’t have a whole lot to say to each other. In those cases, ignoring each other is perfectly fine. Yabbering on your phone while having your hair cut, on the other hand, drives him mental.
I wanted to ask him about the finer points of salon etiquette, like tipping and whether the apprentice misses out on cash when I refuse a blow-dry, that sort of thing. But I was too shy, even though he’s been cutting my hair for 17 years now …
Any hairdressers out there care to elaborate?
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Oh I LOVE the new look. Fabulous! And I have no idea about hairdressers – I’m so scared of them I do it all myself, dye it, cut it, and well, um, that’s it.
You cut it yourself? Wow, I would be more scared of doing that than fearful of a hairdresser.
You’ve seen my hair – how can I go wrong? Grab a chunk, cut, repeat.
That looks great Alana! You look great with short and long hair. It is nice to have a change! I love my hairdresser he is a Novocastrian originally.
Thanks Jodie, Novocastrians are pretty lovable generally.
Ah, the old ‘get a major haircut when stressed’ caper. Been there myself quite a few times. It looks great and just think of how much shampoo and conditioner you’ll save now it’s shorter. Fiscally responsible move, I say!
Ah, there’s a good way of looking at it!
It looks amazing! A great thing to do! I went to my hairdresser yesterday – I already have short hair – I said I wanted to do something REALLY different. I walked out of there with essentially the same haircut just shorter which he assured me was radically different. When, he asked me what I thought I said, “I LOVE IT”. Why is it so hard to be honest with your hairdresser?
Nice do! I was contemplating a major change on Thursday too, but chickened out and just got a change of colour (mahogany red to chocolate brown) and a reshape and then got it blow dried straight. Maybe the length will go next year.
BTW, my hairdresser doesn’t mind if you’re not up for a chat, she doesn’t force it. Nice after a day at work. A glass of wine instead of the coffee wouldn’t go astray though!
Yep…lookin’ pretty good! What does Husband think?
I walked into the hairdresser a few months back and said “I’ll have what he’s having”. It was a No.2 crewcut! Very scary, after years of longish hair, but somewhat liberating.
FYI, blokes don’t really get into “deep and meaningfuls” with hairdressers. 🙂
Yes, I like the freedom of short hair too! Husband is pretty easy going, if I’m happy he’s happy. Kids preferred it long though.
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I cut my hair when depressed. Last month, I went from long to short, from brown with blonde highlights to red. I love it!
Go redheads, I say.
I’ve made my peace with the red hair – gave me quite a bit of grief during my school years. Having your hair done is quite therapeutic when you’re down, I’ve found, as long as you put yourself in the hands of someone you trust.