But p-cute has still not learned her lesson. Before my job interview, in haste, I stopped off at the nearest cuttery for a quick bang trim, and in haste, I did not question the stylists ability to speak the english. In haste, I was lead to believe that she spoke the english. So there I was sitting caped in the chair, having my bangs trimmed in the strangest of manners and it came flooding back. My Asian hair experience all over again. Oh someone please help me. When will I remember to fully investigate the skills of all people that I let within 6 inches of my hair with sharp sharp scissors in hand? With my track record, probably not anytime soon.
I shall now give you photo evidence of what she did to me
At first I really did not like it. I tried this look before, during the dark and dreary days of no Dan, and quickly swept the bangs to the side as soon as I could... but now, now I think I may be liking it. Perhaps it has something to do with the few libbs I was able to shed, and the fact that Dan is making it his duty to never allow me to have any other kind of bangs. The experience could have been a lot worse, I should know, and I am thankful that this time I am not in pony tail land for 6 months. Perhaps I owe a thank-you to the non-english speaking stylist who had more vision than I did. . . instead of the huff in which I walked out of the salon. Please forgive me - at the time though, I thought all was lost.
Anyways, such a silly post to publish right now, what with all the earthquakes and nuclear reactors blowing up. CNN says there may be a possible meltdown at Fukushima--- I'll take a poor (at the time) bang trim any day. My heart is with you, Japan (and all other countries this may affect).
1 woot-woots!:
I like the bangs! You are such a hottie!
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