I don’t like most beauticians but it’s just not comparable to my hate to the hairdressers! When I was a kid, my mum took me to her hairdresser friend who chopped (literally) my hair so dramatically that I was reminiscent of the boy! I hated that. I’ve always had problems with my hair which is on one hand soft and gracefully wavy but on the second one it’s dull and there’s just not enough of it (I’ve always had some bald places on my head).
Even though my hair has grown since then I have always been frightened of the hairdressers. It has taken such a toll on me that I would visit a hairdressed at most twice a year. But let me know you what has happened to me recently. I met a friend of mine who – after months of neglecting her hair and avoiding hairdresser – decided to dye and cut her hair and looked totally gorgeous. I thought “Oh My God, she looks so good and it’s all thanks to the hairdresser, maybe I’ll go and get a haircut done?” and I did it.
I went to the guy who’s probably a gay and who has already cut my hair once. He explained what he’s going to do with my hair but it didn’t sound alarming. The panic started when I was sitting at the armchair anxiously watching long pieces of my hair falling on the floor. And here I am – I have a bloody short haircut again which I HATE!!!
The other day I went to a beautician with my friend who had her bikini waxed. A friend of mine told me that the beautician confessed she’d like to pluck my eyebrows so I decided to do it. And you know what? My eyebrows look exactly like Rita Haywordth’s. Doesn’t she know that strong eyebrows are a spring summer 2010 beauty trend, huh? How do I look now for God’s sake???