Soo... three weeks ago I was dying for a hair-cut. A girl I work with is in beauty school but kept telling me she was very good and ready to work at a Salon. Feeling a little pressured ( I would feel bad if I showed up with a new hair-cut that she did not do!) which is totally weak and the pleasing side of me... I decided to go to her against Lane's advice!
Needless to say: The hair-cut that I showed her was layered and about mid-neck length. What I ended up with... hair just above my chin that look like someone took paper sissors to. It was AWEFUL to say the least!!! I wanted to just crawl in a hole for a couple months until it grew out. When I went to pick up Brecken I was telling my friend I hated it. I loved her honesty what she said, "It's bad"! When Lane got home the first thing he said: "What did you do?!!!" I told him I knew it was terrible. I got right on the phone and called my hairdresser who couldn't get me in for two days- what??? Next plan: call Crystal Marley. I had heard she gave great haircuts. When I got ahold of her she had two other appointments but told me to be at her house at 9pm. I felt like I was barging in, but HELLO- it was an emergency. I was not going to be seen like that. Luckily Crystal was able to salvage what was left and gave me a cute stacked bob. Lane likes the haircut and has ceased to call me Tim!!!- Hilarious! Thank you Crystal!!!
9 years ago
