sparrow13
Cathlete
So I am thinking of breaking up with my hair salon of many many years and it's stressing me out.
Let me rush to say that I realize on the scope of world problems this is nothing, and that I am in general not a particularly high-maintenance woman. I don't give a hoot about fashion, wear very little make-up and the last time I sported high-heels Bush 1 was in office.
But my hair is different. I love my hair. It's longish and corkscrew curly and bouncy and, as a friend once said, always looks like it just had really great sex. I can say this without arrogance because I spent many an adolescent/early twenties night sobbing in front of the mirror because I wanted long straight hair like all the other girls. That changed when I found this salon. My stylist knew exactly what to do to with my hair, color, highlights, length etc. and literally overnight my hair was magnificent. Eventually I would just walk in for my appointment, sit down, and let her do whatever she wanted. I read, and she worked her magic.
Now things are different, for a few reasons. One, my stylist had a baby - without consulting me I might add - and now works part-time hours. Our schedules rarely match now, so I have a new person. She's nice enough and does a great job but it's not the same cozy relationship I had before. Two, the salon has grown tremendously and the entire vibe has changed. It's much more urban funky now as opposed to its previous yoga-y, wellness, earthy feel. And, last, there are just too many men there now!! If this offends anyone, I'm truly sorry, but I am traditional enough about my hair salon experience to not want to sit next to a straight guy while I have the foils in my hair and the hairdresser is asking me if I want a wax today. Last time I sat there and had to listen to this guy ramble on about his PITA girlfriend. Plus, I find it a little bit creepy that these guys come to the salon in the first place. This is a fairly expensive place and the basic haircuts I see these guys getting could be had at the barber for 1/2 the cost, I'm sure. I find it icky to watch these middle aged guys get their hair washed by the attractive young shampoo girls. Again, sorry if that offends.
So anyway, there's the saga and silly dilemma, Should I break up with them because the experience is no longer something I really enjoy and risk not finding another good place, or just bite the bullet and put up with the negative vibe, because my hair looks so great??
TIA! I'm now going to go read some Camus as penance for my general shallowness in this area...
Sparrow
"The winds of grace are always blowing but it's you who must raise your sail." - Sri Ramakrishna
Let me rush to say that I realize on the scope of world problems this is nothing, and that I am in general not a particularly high-maintenance woman. I don't give a hoot about fashion, wear very little make-up and the last time I sported high-heels Bush 1 was in office.
But my hair is different. I love my hair. It's longish and corkscrew curly and bouncy and, as a friend once said, always looks like it just had really great sex. I can say this without arrogance because I spent many an adolescent/early twenties night sobbing in front of the mirror because I wanted long straight hair like all the other girls. That changed when I found this salon. My stylist knew exactly what to do to with my hair, color, highlights, length etc. and literally overnight my hair was magnificent. Eventually I would just walk in for my appointment, sit down, and let her do whatever she wanted. I read, and she worked her magic.
Now things are different, for a few reasons. One, my stylist had a baby - without consulting me I might add - and now works part-time hours. Our schedules rarely match now, so I have a new person. She's nice enough and does a great job but it's not the same cozy relationship I had before. Two, the salon has grown tremendously and the entire vibe has changed. It's much more urban funky now as opposed to its previous yoga-y, wellness, earthy feel. And, last, there are just too many men there now!! If this offends anyone, I'm truly sorry, but I am traditional enough about my hair salon experience to not want to sit next to a straight guy while I have the foils in my hair and the hairdresser is asking me if I want a wax today. Last time I sat there and had to listen to this guy ramble on about his PITA girlfriend. Plus, I find it a little bit creepy that these guys come to the salon in the first place. This is a fairly expensive place and the basic haircuts I see these guys getting could be had at the barber for 1/2 the cost, I'm sure. I find it icky to watch these middle aged guys get their hair washed by the attractive young shampoo girls. Again, sorry if that offends.
So anyway, there's the saga and silly dilemma, Should I break up with them because the experience is no longer something I really enjoy and risk not finding another good place, or just bite the bullet and put up with the negative vibe, because my hair looks so great??
TIA! I'm now going to go read some Camus as penance for my general shallowness in this area...
Sparrow
"The winds of grace are always blowing but it's you who must raise your sail." - Sri Ramakrishna