Saturday, December 23, 2006

Christmas Cut

I know when I need a haircut. When my hairstyle is a ponytail for 6 weeks straight-it's time. I left with high hopes for a cut this morning. My spalon expert today was rough and gruff. She told me she was from Jersey. Got it. She mentioned there was a special today on highlighting. "That would take care of all of your dark roots and your brassy ends." She said "brassy" in a way that means bad. Brassy=Bad. I declined the $30 highlights and figured she could cut off all the brass she wanted. Time to shampoo. I love when someone else washes my hair. I almost fell asleep but then I(along with everyone else in the place) heard her yell, "Hey, Lisa grab me a bottle of that conditioner for dry and damaged hair, wouldja?" To tip or not to tip. That is the question.

2 comments:

kristi noser said...

Where did you go?
Bombastic Sams?
Grate Clips?
Casa de Cruelty?
I could go on and on...

erin said...

Oh...I'm sorry. I can identify. Remember Harrison, my nightmare stylist?