Eleven years already! You know what they say... Time flies when you're having fun! :) I do hope the day will progress on a much sweeter note as it started off on a sour one. No... Not with hubby. He's been nothing but kind, attentive and loving. My gripe is with my local hair salon. I normally get my hair cut there as it is quite affordable, and the ladies that normally do my hair are very competent. NOT TODAY! On this very special day, where I wanted to surprise hubby with a lovely trim, I ended up getting the employee who's a few cards short of a full deck. Why, oh why would you aspire to being a hairstylist when you have zero sense of style?
As per usual, I sat down with a photo of myself sporting said-haircut, and asked her to duplicate it. It's a very easy haircut... A barber could do it! Straightforward layering on top blending into a number 5 blade below the ears towards the neck. Simple! I clearly said to her, "it's a short Mia Farrow hairdo, so keep it feminine... No square cuts around the ears or lopping off the widow's peak on my neck". Result: I came home with my hair too long on top, VERY short and lopsided in the back, with my widow's peak half butchered off (I didn't stop her fast enough with that damn shaver!!), and uneven sideburns around the ears that have been trimmed way too short. I'm just so angry! >:( Hopefully, in a weeks time, it will regrow and blend in so this mess will slowly fade away. Usually, I don't ask for a specific hairstylist by name because they know me, they know my cut and they do a great job. Rest assured though that after this experience, there is one specific person that will be requested by name... To stay away from my head!