And I am not talking about my legs. Heee. Heee.
Upon inspection by my trusted friends, it has been determined that my hair situation is "not that bad". Meaning, "We expected you to look much worse", which isn't much consolation.
I have an appointment (after pressing for a time earlier than Saturday afternoon) for Mrs. Hair Lady to "fix it". What that entails, I don't know, but I know I want it "fixed".
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Hairy situation
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4 comments:
Good Luck on your hair repair.
Poor Ragged! Hair fixes make me nervous...here's hoping it goes well!
I say go punk, Grrlfiend!!!
Jokes aside, I'm thinking it might be time for a new hairdresser, or a really long talk.
Good Luck!!!
I feel your pain!
I left the shop with bright red (scarlet) hair once, and wouldn't go back to that hairdresser or shop.
I'm horrible at asking someone to fix their mistake. Can't do it. So I went to the city...spent a fortune and got it fixed.
Found out later that they don't charge you at the first shop to fix their own mistakes, but it didn't matter...I didn't trust the girl that did it enough to put my hair in her hands again.
You are brave to go back to her.
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