Spent the day at the Salon last week. I got my hair colored and cut and my nails done. It was so much fun. I couldn’t really talk but I when I did I was quite amusing as always. When I get my hair done In America, I always tell the lady; here is what I am going for but you are the expert so do something different but give me a haircut that I don’t have to do every morning. I like the get up and go style. Every time it is pretty close to the same. Today, I tried to follow the same basic directions but it was very difficult to translate. I ended up taking my pocket dictionary out and looking for the word trust. Eu Tenho Confiancia e voce. This is where we left it. Honestly after the talk about my hair I thought I would get highlights and a bang trim.
Once the full body color was done she started to cut and cut and cut. I couldn’t really see and I couldn’t touch my hair because there was another gal painting my nails. I was just looking at my girls with an expression of “what’s going on here”? The girls were so cute; they were smiling and telling me it looked good. When I turned around and looked in the mirror, I saw my sister staring back at me. I definitely had blonde hair for sure; I do not know why I have never gone this blonde before. It looked great! The style was awesome the color was awesome; I think it was because I could not tell her what to do. I wonder if because I am always telling everyone that I trust them and then telling them what to do, it makes them less likely to take a risk. This lady took a risk and I am quite pleased with the result as I would never have gone that blonde on my own.
I have always said I am better about choosing which car to buy then choosing new friends. The car doesn’t talk to me & it doesn’t tell me what to think about it, therefore I have to use my process of elimination to decide whether it is going to work for me. Now with people whatever they tell me I believe. I could run into a bank robber holding a bag of cash and he could tell me that he is the owner of the bank and I would believe him? Maybe not being able to talk for a while could be a good thing?
Some differences: Everything was very similar to an American Beauty Salon. The only difference was that a mani/pedi was basically just cleaning the cuticles and polishing the nails. There were no big relaxing massage chairs, no soaking, no de callusing no massaging. With that being said, I have never had anyone paint my nails so carefully and perfectly. In America I am rarely please with the paint job.
Once the full body color was done she started to cut and cut and cut. I couldn’t really see and I couldn’t touch my hair because there was another gal painting my nails. I was just looking at my girls with an expression of “what’s going on here”? The girls were so cute; they were smiling and telling me it looked good. When I turned around and looked in the mirror, I saw my sister staring back at me. I definitely had blonde hair for sure; I do not know why I have never gone this blonde before. It looked great! The style was awesome the color was awesome; I think it was because I could not tell her what to do. I wonder if because I am always telling everyone that I trust them and then telling them what to do, it makes them less likely to take a risk. This lady took a risk and I am quite pleased with the result as I would never have gone that blonde on my own.
I have always said I am better about choosing which car to buy then choosing new friends. The car doesn’t talk to me & it doesn’t tell me what to think about it, therefore I have to use my process of elimination to decide whether it is going to work for me. Now with people whatever they tell me I believe. I could run into a bank robber holding a bag of cash and he could tell me that he is the owner of the bank and I would believe him? Maybe not being able to talk for a while could be a good thing?
Some differences: Everything was very similar to an American Beauty Salon. The only difference was that a mani/pedi was basically just cleaning the cuticles and polishing the nails. There were no big relaxing massage chairs, no soaking, no de callusing no massaging. With that being said, I have never had anyone paint my nails so carefully and perfectly. In America I am rarely please with the paint job.
