I had my hair cut today at a hairdressers I’ve only been to a couple of times.
It started in the usual way, ‘How long is it since you last had your hair cut, Madame Corby?’ Holding up of one tress and examining the ends.
‘You should have your hair cut more often.’ Shaking of head over state of hair.
‘I know, but I keep forgetting to make the appointment.’
That is not a proper excuse. (Not said out loud but hanging palpably in the air.)
It is considering what they charge to trim a shoulder length bob.
I was spared ‘Who did you let cut your hair last time?’ She probably remembered just in time she’d done it herself.
We then move on to the inadequacies of my shampoo which apparently leaves a residue on my scalp (only at the back strangely enough where I can’t see) and how I should have a special shampoo from the salon which costs about as much as the weekly shop. Of course I ought to have the matching conditioner to go with it as well.
At last my hair was cut, blown dry, polished and the cut hair was being swept off. The owner of the salon passed by, ‘Do you colour your hair yourself, Madame Corby?’
‘Yes, with henna.’ I braced myself.
I nearly fell off my chair.
I also had my hair cut this week because I was going for an interview. I have a silly grey streak (getting unmissable) right at the front, and no other grey hair – I had a guy cutting my hair this time at the amazing price of 19€ (including head massage – but with rejection of their ‘superior shampoo’. ‘I must dye that’ – I said, ‘oh no madame’ – he replied ‘it’s really quite cute’
Well I went out of the salon with a spring in my step – he can have only been about 25!!!!
Henna – now there’s a thought!
I started henna as a suggestion from my hairdresser years ago except I rapidly worked out I could achieve the same effects for about 4.50 euros (from the bio shop) whereas she charged me 20, plus the washing, brushing etc… It’s great advantage is that it keep the different colours in you hair instead of it going a uniform colour like with most dyes and turns the gray hairs gold.
Golly! Well done! You must do a great job.
Last time I went to a French hairdresser – which was many moons gone by – he flicked my frizzy locks and said sadly: “Ah, vous avez essaye une petite coloration!” 🙂
I know that one along with, ‘Did you cut this yourself?’
Sarah Hague (@sazen) said:
I can never get out for less than €65 for a colour, cut and dry. The last time I tried colouring my own hair I was 16 and the blond fine hair on my forehead hairline went bright orange. I’ve never dared since!
I have adventurous daughters who told me firmly my hair was a boring colour and I should brighten it up. I think that the day is going to ciome when I’m going to have to start going to the hairdresser but not yet.
Good for you. I have never coloured my hair since my mother ruined her scalp with tinting hers (I know, things are different these days but still…). I have naturally silver hair – NOT grey – which started when I was in my 20s. A French person (a woman actually) said to me the other day, referring to my colouring, “Vous êtes lumineuse.” I took that as a compliment. I can’t see it myself…
I had a friend who had a cloud of silver hair in her twenties, it looked absolutely fabulous. I suspect that I take after my aunt who still had a lot of brown in her hair when she was 80, the rest was an unattractive pepper and salt. I wouldn’t know for sure though, because like my mother who died last year at 94 with hair a pretty shade of ash brown I haven’t seen my natural colour for years now.
That’s hilarious 😀 Thanks for a good laugh at the end of a long long day.
I used to get my hair cut when I came home to England every two years. My hairdresser used to put aside two hours to sort the birds nest out :-O
Sounds like my daughters who all have incredibly thick hair. My middle daughter, aged 4, played ‘hairdressers’ and needed an emergency remedial haircut so I persuaded a hairdresser who’d never seen her to fit her in between appointments. Three quarters of an hour later she was still snipping away…
Judy Staines said:
Ahahahahah!!! That’s so funny, especially the final part!
I’ve just had mine done again, but my colour is done professionally because 1) I’m lazy and b) I like a two layer colour, and one is translucent so that even if it does shine bright purple in the sun, it looks a tad more natural than flat colour would.
The Italians all turn and stare at me when I walk past, and it’s nice to kid myself for a short while that it’s admiration for my beautiful and young-looking self. I know, however, that in reality, it’s because Italian women are very conservative in their colour choices and it’s simply the novelty of seeing a fifty-something woman with purple hair. I bet the French would be less surprised.
The French woman of a certain age is keen on bright red hair, mine is positively subdued in comparison and I used to see a wonderful old lady who had masses of curly white hair tinted a delicate tone of green. She wore clothes to match. I’ve never seen purple hair though … except on my daughter who went to school once with her hair coloured red, yellow and blue.
Judy Staines said:
Huh. I wrote ‘1)’ and then ‘b)’. My mind is going. Probably being badly affected by the purple dye, I shouldn’t wonder.
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Ha! Love the last bit! Hairdressers have an amazing ability to make you feel very small sometimes, don’t they? But just sometimes, they make you feel really good, too, which kind of makes up for it.