Amanda and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Haircut

Okay.  I'm American.  I get it, the whole "you get what you pay for" thing.  But seriously.

We're blessed every month to be able to take the kids to a local Super Cuts, where on the Thursday and Friday of the first full week of each month, they give free haircuts.  The haircuts are free because they are given by stylists who are *just* about to go out to a Super Cuts and start working for them.  Some are stylists who have just graduated from beauty school, some are more more veteran stylists who have just recently been hired by Super Cuts.  You never quite know what you're going to get!  But like I said, it's free.  How can you complain?  If you get a bad cut, it's hair, right?  It will grown back, right?

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Sigh.  I got a girl who had only been out of school for about five months.  She was pleasant enough, but her hands shook during the WHOLE haircut & blow dry.  Shook like she was either in the early stages of a neurological disease, or she needed a caffiene fix. But, being the nice person I am, I don't like to be discouraging.  So I didn't say anything.  I told her than I need an all over trim, about 3 inches, if she could do that.

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My friend, Sue, (who had initially told me about Super Cuts) came in with her son, and we started chatting.  And it was during this conversation that the stylist gave me BANGS.  What could I say?  The damage was done with the first cut.  It's not like you can say, "Oh, gee, I didn't want bangs at all!  We'll just let that one hunk grow back and leave the rest!".

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To say that I was upset is the understatement of the world!  I wanted to cry every time I saw my reflection in the mirrow.  I have curly hair!  Bangs do not work!  The bangs were curling up like goat horns on the front of my head.  Just awful.

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I poured out my woes to my Facebook friends.  They offered sympathy.  They assured me that it couldn't possibly be as bad as I thought.  Au contraire.  It was worse than they thought!  I told a friend that it was definitely in my list of top 5 worst haircuts.  Steve's voice floated in from the other room..."Top 3....".  Aughh!

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My friend, Nancy, who has incrediby cute hair (although straight as a stick) offered me the number of her hairdresser.  I called the next day.  The woman wasn't working.  I was in a panic.  Eli's birthday was in 2 days, and my IN-LAWS were coming over.  I managed to restrain myself from just pulling a Britney Spears, and called the next morning.  God Bless Lynn--she could fit me in at 12:30pm. 

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I brought Eli to a birthday party, and zipped over to Lynn's salon.  I had a bit of a wait, but it was well worth it.  Lynn has curly hair herself, so I felt very comfortable having her cut my hair.  In less than 10 minutes, she had fixed the haircut.  It's much shorter than I had wanted, but it's manageable.  And actually looks pretty cute. 

CRISIS AVERTED!

Now the question is, do I try to get another family photo done for our Christmas cards??

5:48 PM - Oct. 18, 2009 - post comment