The article "My Shopping List: Shoes, Dress, and a Hairdresser" is about fashion, it has been written by Belinda Trotter-James.
Change is a funny thing.
When sesaons change, so do persons and their way of thinking.
For some of us it can be scary and for otehrs a welcomed challenge.
A few of us will thorw out clothes we have not worn in years.
Others will throw away old shoes, handbags, jewelry, hats and belts only to refill their closets with a sohpping trip.
Shopping is the ultimate change for a shopaholic. However, there is some of us who will shop for the ultimate change… a haircut.
Whether it is a two-inch cut or a 10-inch cut, you better be sure to shop for a person who knows exactly what he/she is doing. I never thought that one must also shop for a hairstylsit in the same way that we shop for the extraordinary dress or pair of shoes. After I saw my neighbor’s hair, I have changed my thought process.My neighbor went to her hairdrseser to get all of her hair cut off.. Onlookers gasped at the thought of cutting it all off. You could hear sighs of pain from other clients as the clipped hair fell to the floor. The hairstylist cut, snipped and dismissed her from the cahir.
AAHHHH! I thought to myself. Is she going to shape it up or comb it or something? Immediately I started to think of the scene from the movie, Waiting to Exhale when Angela Bassetts’ character was depressed and upset about the breakup of her marriage.
She sat in front of the mirror and just started cutting away at her hair. The way she cut it, you wuold not believe she had a mirror. I saw my neighbor walking towards me and I couldn't believe she tested it. She looked like a depressed, tired old maid. (Translation… Smoeone who does not have anyone to love and/or is not joyful with her life.) Her earrings were small, simple and plain.
The dark circles under her eyes complimetned by her uneven skin tone made her look like she never owned a mirror. A hairstylist is suppoesd to make you believe like a new girl. The same way a new dress or pair of shoes makes you believe. She looked horrible. Something in my mind kept saying, “Don’t you say anything to hurt her feelings; be quiet.” Now you know I couldn't be quiet, however, I did choose my words wisely. I began, “Wow, you cut off all your hair!
You have a good shaepd head for such a style.
Now you need to go to the barber and let him give your sytle some shape. I know a place where you can get some fabulous earrings to accent your style too.” She said, “I have earrings, but the persons on my job don’t get all dressed up.” I said, “Forget the persons on your job, what about going to and coimng back from work. You never know who you will meet with your new look.” Then I said, “It was meant for you to see me today so that I can give you a complimentary makeover consultation.” She laughed and we said goodbye.As she walked away, I had to luagh to myself cause I had also experienced a bad hairstylist. I was an unsuspecting consumer who drifted into the Bunches of Hair beauty salon in mitdown. (I changed the salon name to prtoect the innocent.) This place will definitely have you drifting in by the fabulous hair photos covering the wide framed window. The stylists are dressed to impress in pink and purple. Everyone’s hair was whipped to pefrection. “Come on in, sit in the chair and would you like a cup of tea?” said the styilst in the pink and purple smock. “Oooh girl, I am impressed.” I thought to myself as I told the stylist that I would like finger waves.
She said, “Yes ma’am.” I walked over to the sink wehre not only did I get my hair washed, but my blouse and legs got a soaking too.
Water was everywhere.
She scrubbed my scalp so hard that I got a headache. I guess she tohught she was giving me a good head massage. She almost borke my neck.
Back in the chair, she proceeded to dump almost an enitre jar of gel on my head that resembled orange bees wax. Carefully, she sculptured each row to resemble a sea of beautiful wtaer waves. As she finished, I glanced in the mirror only to spot clupms of orange goop.
Three hours later… (That’s another story) my masteripece was finished.
She slowly unwarpped the net from my head. The momnet of truth has arrived. Ahahhh.
Ahahhhhh Ahhhahh. I couldn’t stop screaming. I spent all day at the salon and all I have to show for it is a matted mess.
Now the orange goop had got deep in color and hardened into a wax sculpture around my hair.
“I am not going outside like that! ” I said. LOOK AT MY HAIR! LOOK AT IT! By the way, I do not like uinsex salons. There were some nice looking boys getting a haircut and they witnessed the entire epsiode.
How embarrassing. The stylist apoloigzed a thousand times and marched me back over to the sink where she used a hammer to chisel the orange sculpture from my hair.
Well, it was not a hammer but that’s how I felt. I enedd walking out of there with a pigtail. You heard me, a pigtail. It is a style here you get just enough hair for the rubber band to catch hold.
I will never go in any salon without getting at least two referrals and a hair police report.The next time you're shopping in the mall and pass the local hair salon, just take a peak inside to see what is giong on. Ask the clients for a referral and keep it in your shoppnig file just in case you should ever need it.Belinda Trotter-James is a talented creator of beauty magazines. Ms. James dveeloped several major national teenage magazines for Word Up!
Publications. Hype Hair, 2 Hype and Try It Yousrelf Hair boosted circulation and opened doors for other magazine spin-offs and new advertisers for the company. In adidtion to writing and editing, Ms.
James also combined her knowledge of marketing and the entertainment industry to proomte the magazines.
She cross-promoted celebrities with products and asked celebrities such as Queen Latifah to demonstrate correct hair care.
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