bad hair day !

I am in a real foul mood today. I have a bad hair day. Each time I walked into a new hair saloon (meaning one I haven’t frequent before) I remind myself to tell the hairstylist not to cut my hair too short or not to layer it too thinly or too pointily. But these trigger happy scissor-hand stylist always end up giving me a thin layer of pointy hair. I walk around like a human icicle, except them icicle are black. I think most of us are just guinea pigs for them. And it cost me a whopping RM498 for the cut, the highlights and the hair treatment (supposedly necessary because I had just colored my hair)

I am going to have to either wait for MIL to be available to watch them kids at home OR drag 2 fretting kids into the saloon (as if the smell and chemical there is not toxic enough) and spending a good one to two hour waiting for the hairstylist to fix it up again. (meaning nothing more than to cut it more evenly to balance the geometrical errors, but in the process would necessitate a shorter cut) Rant, rant, rant and more rant. There goes my plan for getting the curls I wanted. If the saloon hadn’t had a separate room for my kids to play around in (away from the toxic chemicals, at the very least) and a large garden for them to run around in (it is a saloon in a bungalow, supposedly well known), I wouldn’t even have step in there in the first place. For all the review that I hear, I am quite disappointed. My sister was disappointed in her hairdo too.

Hope I would be in a better mood when I woke tomorrow. Yea, and perhaps my hair would miraculously grow back into its original volume while I was sleeping.