Friday, 30 November 2012

Chop chop


If you ever mention cutting your own fringe to a hairdresser be prepared for a sharp intake of breath, a shake of the head and disparaging comments. Really, they don't recommend it. I can understand that. Especially since they offer free fringe trims. However - and I really cannot stress this enough - half the time they do it WRONG.  The number of times I have left the hairdressers dissatisfied with the result. I tend to whip the scissors out and hack off bits they've missed.
I have only ever found one hairdresser who cuts my fringe properly. But I tend to feel like a fraud when I go in and just ask for a fringe trim. That is why I did the unthinkable. I took scissors to my own hair. Cut back in my blunt fringe. I didn't get scissor-happy, just made it so that I can see. And I'm pretty content with the (free) result. One of my colleagues came in the morning after and I was greeted with 'I LOVE your hair!'. Yes I was also wearing my extensions, but still. And the following day my old hairdresser - who is coming back from maternity leave - praised my fringe and was shocked to learn it was all my own handiwork. High praise indeed.

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