Wednesday, June 25, 2008

The Haircut from Hell

No, I'm not going to show it to you.

It's my own damn fault. I wasn't 100% happy with my last haircut (I admit I'm never 100% happy with my haircuts) so I was vulnerable when a friend told me about S. S was wonderful, she said. S was beyond wonderful. People came from all over to experience her wonderfulness. In fact, they traveled so far that she had to situate her salon near the Interstate. I had to put myself in S's hands. I wouldn't regret it.

Regret is too mild a term for what I feel. I suspect S has more than a touch of sadism in her makeup. And maybe those people who arrive via the Interstate have more than little masochism in theirs.

Okay, here's my haircut: Imagine Julie Andrews (I appreciate her charm, but hate her hair) crossed with Queen Elizabeth (I admire her . . . um . . . stamina, but hate her hair). And imagine that this person has always had her hair cut in an institutional setting. By a student. A student who is attempting to pass the course yet one more time after seven failures. A student who is in a bad mood because of this and because an outbreak of her genital herpes coincides with her third date with the cute guy who works in Laundry.

Just imagine that.

It's been five days and the urge to smash all my mirrors is just beginning to subside. And that only because I'm wearing a baseball cap.

8 comments:

Helen said...

Oh please please please post a picture. Without the baseball cap.

Susan said...

Hey, those Interstate drivers are masochists. Not me.

Anonymous said...

Oh, come on Susan. Tell us how you really feel about your haircut.

Lindyluwho

Susan said...

LOL Hi Lindy! Well, I did restrain myself in a way . . . I didn't vent on the KT this time. :-)

crystal said...

Oh well, it can't last forever, it will just seem that way :)

jenniferw said...

LOLOLOLOLOL! You are hysterical. I had this SAME experience about four years ago, only it involved a perm! I looked like Harpo Marx for months! It was baaaaaad. Now only Alan, my darling hairdresser who I found AFTER that horrible event, touches my hair. If he retires I shall shave my head and wear a Dolly Parton wig.

Indigo Bunting said...

I feel your pain. I am scared to death to try anyone new, although I recently did and got lucky.

Anonymous said...

You are so funny!!! If I am in a bad mood I just come here to read one of your blogs and bingo...bad mood goes away, and laughter comes my way!!