I am a hair complainer. I admit it. I like my hair to be cut/colored a certain way. If the outcome is not exactly what I thought I wanted, I tend to complain. In all fairness to a hairdresser, I generally wait until I leave the salon to begin my complaining (except for an instance of major color malfunction-oh it happens!). I think they use trick lighting and mirrors in those places because my hair looks fine when I leave. You know, just like the ones at M*cys. I have been known to cheat on my stylist. I am not proud of that but I just couldn't stay in a bad hair relationship. My complaining may be a result of my lack of hair perception. You know, some people have poor body image, well I may have poor hair image. I just see the little piece that is sticking up and it ruins it for the millions of other hairs on my head. I am working on this.
Now to my relief........ I was getting a peppermint mocha today and the young, very trendy barista told me she liked my hair cut. I said thank you and told her that I have been thinking of growing it out because I am worried I have the "mom cut." She assured me that I don't have the "mom cut" because my hair is edgy. That's right, straight from the 22 year old with black undertones and caramel streaks. Edgy.
Update: photo of said edgy hahaha