I stumbled on a new blog to look at every day and boy oh boy does it bring back memories. I was looking for the commercial for the Easter Creme Eggs back in the early 80's. Remember the one with the roller rink? I couldn't find it anywhere, but I did find this blog that lists things from the 60's, 70's and 80's. It's good to know I was singing the theme song to Electric Company correctly :) Now if the blog creator can find Strawberry Shortcake dolls, Scratch n Sniff T-Shirts, and the commercial for Pure Spring Ginger Ale I'd be in awe :)
I am not in awe, however, of my hairstylist. I had my hair cut yesterday and I'm really not satisfied with how it looks. The haircut matches the picture I brought in but my stylist completely ignored my request to have the back all even and manicured and less hair in front of my ears. She even tried to have the hair in front of the ears reach all the way down to my jawline but I made her cut that off. But she absolutely would not cut it the way I wanted and kept saying it would be 'lesbian hair'. What she doesn't seem to understand is that I like that hairstyle. I like the edges all manicured, like a man's style. I'm not a girly girl, I don't have flowing tresses all curly and bouncy. I wear a hairnet for 8 hours a day and the rest of the time my hair simply needs to look decent.
I used to have long hair but found it was heavy and didn't frame my face very well. And when I started working at the bakery and wore a hairnet, I realized my hair is really very oily. My hair was mid-length at the time so I put it into a ponytail under the hairnet and again at night (the oil in my hair gave me pimples). Even though I showered and washed my hair twice a day I still had an oil slick on top of my head. That's when I started getting it cut boy-short.
My long hair was something my stylist liked and didn't want me to give up. When I went to her to get it cut very short she cut it into layers but kept the length. I stopped going to her after a while because although she is excellent at cutting hair she just didn't listen and was gruff to talk to. The best hairstylist I had was a guy from Australia. I went in with hair down past my bra line and wanted it cut so it was layered and brushing my shoulders. In some places on my head, that meant 8" off. He was reluctant to do it until I told him to hand me the scissors so I could cut it and he could fix it. That's when I realized I preferred shorter hair and I don't think I let it get past my shoulders after that.
Anyway, I ran into the other hairstylist at a store about three years ago and shortly after a bad haircut. I remembered that she did a fabulous job but forgot she didn't really pay attention to what I wanted and booked an appointment with her. They boys' hair finally looked good and shaped their faces nicely. S's hair looked great. Mine was ok. S had no problem getting her to cut it the way he wanted, the boys hair always turned out well, but mine she just would not give me the haircut I requested. So I started bringing in photos. She did the haircut beautifully, but never would do the edges the way I wanted. It always looked too close to 'lesbian hair' for her liking. So now I'm done. I need a new stylist that will actually listen and cut my hair the way I request without nasty comments about it.
I am tempted to go to a barber and get him to tailor the edges like a man's hair. But really, I don't want to pay for another haircut so soon. I could go back to the hairstylist that cut it and request that she fix it for free, but if she hasn't listened all this time...why would she now? So instead I'll let it grow out a bit and go to a different stylist next time with a photo and clear modifications. Anyone in my city know a good stylist?
The other reason I want to stop going to this woman is because her daughter was my first dayhome child eleven years ago. I had her daughter in my house for three and a half years. But her daughter died in December '07 because of a car accident and I think it might be painful to see me or my boys. It's just a reminder that my boys will grow up but her daughter won't.