I swear...the hair gods HATE me. I don't think I have ever gone in for a cut or color and come out thinking...this is perfect! Usually, I come out with a weird hair color, country western layers, or more recently...broken/over processed hair. Today's experience totally tops them all though.
When I went in today I had a very good attitude; I was going to be brave and try something new...bangs. Not super straight across the forehead bangs, but cute off to the side bangs...I was excited. I had planned on returning my hair color to its light/medium brown color, trim up the hair, and of course get the bangs. I had fabulous blonde highlights for a while now that I wanted to keep, but the harsh bleach was ruining my hair so I figured I'd take a break and go back to the brown for a while.
Anyway, so I discuss the color I want with my stylist. I clearly state that I would like to return to my natural color and that I didn't want anything to dark. I specifically said a medium to light brown would be perfect. After looking at samples I chose something a nice soft brown, but my stylist informed me that color may not cover all of the blonde...so she was going to do a shade darker. I should have worried, but I remained confident that she would give me what I asked for.
To make a long story short the final result was pretty crappy. My color is basically red....and not a pretty golden red, punk rocker red! It isn't entirely red, there is some brown as well, but me and red do not mix so I am clearly pissed. The cut ended up being pretty cute though, despite her unwillingness to cut my bangs short (she recently cut bangs on a teenager and the girl started crying because she hated them, so my stylist didn't want to go very short with mine). I left somewhat satisfied because at the time I didn't realize how damn red my hair actually was.
Once I was outside I knew my hair was f*cked up. The dye job was incredibly uneven and blotchy, and like I said, the red was hideous. I called my step mom (she's a regular at that salon) who immediately called the manager and requested that I be seen again today to get everything fixed. Normally I would NEVER go back to a salon to have my hair fixed...even if they cut a mullet I think I'd pretend to like it which is so ridiculous! I wish I could be more forward with people but I'm too scared to hurt peoples feelings. Anyway, so I nervously go back in with the hopes of fixing the blotchy areas as well as toning down the color a bit...but of course that doesn't happen. She fixed the uneven areas for free, but would have had to charge me to fix the color! I would only have to pay half of the cost, but still! The manager came to discuss my problem with me and my stylist, and when I told her this wasn't the color I wanted, she had the nerve to ask me if I consulted with my stylist before the coloring. Um...yes! Obviously!!! But I never told her red. When the manager asked my stylist if this was the color we agreed on she said "Well she said darker with some warm rich color..." Ahhh no. I never said that, and even if I did...that still doesn't translate into "give me bright red rockstar hair please."
Okay, I'm totally rambling now but I am so irritated. I'm hoping the color will fade soon and that I will be left with a nice rich brown for the fall and winter. I'm happy she was able to even out my color and fix the blond/brown spots all over my head but I'm very disappointed I spent so much money today on hair that I really don't love.
Oh, I have to leave you with the highlight of my day...it of course involves my dad and his randomness: I'm at Walgreens calling my dad to tell him about my hair crisis and to inform him that they do not have the Walgreens brand spanish peanuts that he realllllllllllllllllly wants me to get him. So my dad says "Here's what you need to do. (Thinking this will be advice about my hair situation) First move all the other peanuts around, sometimes people move peanuts out of their correct spots...the spanish peanuts could be blocked. If that doesn't work go find a manager and ask him where my peanuts are." He eventually got around to giving me my much needed hair advice but I never found those peanuts :)
7 years ago
3 comments:
Bummer about the hair! That is exactly the reason I never do anything different to my hair...except today. I got 4-5 inches cut off. It doesn't even touch my shoulders when it's curly. I can't believe those bitches wouldn't fix your color for free!
Oh buddy, that totally sucks! You have the worst luck with hair, I just can't believe they weren't more accomodating, you would think they wouldn't want to piss off the stepdaughter of a regular client.
Oh, and I had the same issue when I got bangs, every stylist is so freaked out about giving you bangs. But seriously, the decision to get bangs is almost never taken lightly, I mulled over it for like a year! So when I finally did it, I wanted some cute short f-ing bangs, not the chunk of hair that looks like grown out bangs that they originally gave me.
Liz - I'm excited to see your new short sassy do! Sounds cute!
Oh buddy. I love to hear stories about your dad. They always leave me laughing and wanting more. That really sucks about your hair. I am totally like you--I don't think I would ever complain. I actually did have to live with an almost mullet for a day before I could go have it fixed--but I went to another salon.
Good for you for standing up for yourself. I just can't believe that stupid woman and her "she wanted darker and warmer" ridiculous. She knew she screwed up and she didn't want to look bad in front of her manager or get into trouble.
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