Since September I have been getting my hair done by a wonderful stylist in Chicago. Well I recently came home to St. Louis for the vacation and decided to get my hair done fresh for the holidays. I went to an old stylist. She washed, conditioned, blow dried, and then all of a sudden she starts shaking her head and I hear scissors snipping.
"Your ends are see through so I'm cutting the ends," she said before I could even protest.
I couldnt believe what just happened. I was most upset about my "bangs" because they were chin length, a big accomplishment for me, and in just a matter of seconds they were up to my nose. I was s horrified that I just started crying right there in the chair.
People probably thought I was crazy. She didnt even ask me if I wanted it trimmed, let alone HOW i wanted it done.
I cant even stop crying now because Im so hurt. It took me two years to grow out my bangs.
"Your ends are see through so I'm cutting the ends," she said before I could even protest.
I couldnt believe what just happened. I was most upset about my "bangs" because they were chin length, a big accomplishment for me, and in just a matter of seconds they were up to my nose. I was s horrified that I just started crying right there in the chair.
People probably thought I was crazy. She didnt even ask me if I wanted it trimmed, let alone HOW i wanted it done.
I cant even stop crying now because Im so hurt. It took me two years to grow out my bangs.