tinhuviel | Hair Yesterday, Gone Today (Reply)

Having been about a month overdue for a haircut, I decided to try the salon at Walmart, since I needed to go there anyway to get my month's supplies and a handful of groceries.

This was a mistake. A big one.

Despite my showing the stylist a picture of my regular haircut, and giving detailed descriptions of what I wanted - a combination Pixie/Boy cut - she pretty much buzzed me everywhere except right in front. The hair on the crown of my head is so short, it will not lie down. I've got tufts of hair sticking out everywhere, and the overall shape of the cut makes my head look funny as hell.

I take comfort in the fact that it will grow out, and I won't have to get another haircut for an extra month, but I'm also more than a little irked that I'm going to have go out in public looking like I've got a serious case of radiation poisoning.

What the hell is up with a stylist who botches a 'do even after being given visual and verbal guides? Needless to say, I won't be going back to Walmart for my hair-cutting needs. Sure, it was relatively cheap, but the cut lives up to the old adage, you get what you pay for. Apparently, I paid for Full Follicle Massacre.

Hell, I may just surrender to the Mad Maxian style, get me some mousse, and spike my hair up even more until it grows out enough to lie down on its own. For now, though, I'm looking forward to every day in February being a fucking bad hair day.