I chopped my locks

It was March since I last went to the salon.
Since my naturally frizzy hair is now making a scene, it's time for it to be tamed by tying it in pony tail. Well I think I could still spare some time ironing the roots.
I am planning to get a hair treatment in December but I am still thinking between having my tresses rebonded or just have it dyed. I am tired of being brunette. I want to lighten up. I can't have my hair dyed and rebonded at the same time so I have to choose.
I still have a month to decide.
If I will be going for the rebonding thing, I have to chop some extra locks off because if ever I will be practicing in a hospital, my hair needs to be pulled back in a bun so it won't touch my nape. It's a hospital rule.
And tying your hair after rebonding is like throwing some serious bucks on the street.
Smells like I will be channelling Anna Wintour or Katie Holmes.
But if will just have my hair colored (still a conservative shade though), I could still keep my hair a bit longer and I can manage to tie it up and the color can still be noticed.

A treat(ment) not a gift

My birthday is not until the 24th.
But I decided to get a hair treatment today.
I went to the parlor before 12 nn and I went out at past 7 p.m. Which I anticipated.
My hair is overly thick and unsightly curly. I would not mind growing curly locks if only the strands agree to curve at one direction. The problem is, each strand appears to have a mind of its own. So I always end up tying my tress up just to get them united.
This hair treatment was not a birthday gift or a reward. I usually get my annual massive hair treatment in December but due to my busy sked I took a raincheck.
Today, finally, I have decided to do it. I tried the salon near our place because I was impressed by the way they served me the first time I had my hair cut with them in January.
I went out of the parlor all smiles. Because I was pleased with the outcome.
Although some of the staff members are ranting about some people in gay lingo (which I happened to understand because I'm friends with gay people), the service was generally better.
The owner gave special instruction to the hair dresser and he kept on checking once in a while on the treatment's progress.
They even served cold water and coffee.
I guess this ranting attitude will never be taken away from any stylist I know.

BFF No. 3 - Bangs anyone?

Should I or should I not?
If cutting your own bangs is a crime, then I would surely be in jail and sentenced with a lifetime imprisonment for being a frequent offender.
Out of my gazillion attempts to "re-invent" my look, I only got it correctly once. I always end up putting clip on my murdered part of the hair and wait for them to grow so I could experiment on them again. bwahahaha!
Like now, my hands are starting to itch again. The little voice in my head tells me to grab my iris scissors and snip away a few inches off my anterior tress.Before, I finally give into the little voice's command let me share with you this tip from Marie Claire.
Hopefully, I could hit my second success in murdering cutting my bangs which are by the way the only straight hair I've got on my head.

Raising the bar on customer service

I have a very thick, wavy and frizzy hair.
That is why I don't go to expensive salons for a hair cut because I’m not willing to throw away some serious cash just to get a good hair for a day.
After a tiring errand running day, which I was not able to finish by the way because the school of schmucks closed at 4 pm, I decided to get a foot spa and a hair cut at a salon near the jeepney station to our home.
I had my foot spa in that salon before.
Before the girl started to work on my feet, I clearly explained to her what I just want her to do to my toe nails. No removal of in-grown nails and she just had to cut them straight. I kept on repeating this instruction to her for the fear that she might forget. My goodness, she actually forgot and shaped toe nails oval! I was so disappointed but I was not mad. She kept on apologizing. I just told her that she should learn how to follow instructions.
Then I said I will be getting a hair cut. The receptionist/cashier asked me to sit and she will just call me once a hairstylist becomes available. I said okay. But 15 minutes had passed and no one approached me. So I went to the counter and told them to cancel it and I will just pay for the foot spa. Then the receptionist/cashier exclaimed, "Ma'am sorry po nakalimutan ko kayong tawagin. Meron na pong available" (I forgot to call you there's already an available hairstylist). Then I said, no it's okay I'm already late for the church.
So I went out and headed to the church. After the sermon, I told myself that I really need to get a haircut so I went inside a salon. The woman said that the hairstylist is yet to have his dinner (that's around 9 pm already) so I said okay I'll just go to another salon.
I walked the long street towards our home and I passed by another salon. Luckily, there's an available hairstylist who happened to be the manager.
He asked one assistant to shampoo my hair which I found odd since it's already past 9:00 pm and I will just be sleeping after the hair cut. But I just gave in anyway.
Then the manager snipped my hair for a little less than five minutes then he asked another assistant to blow my hair dry.
While this assistance was doing my hair, I was staring at what he's doing. After about 15 minutes, he said in a very nice way “Ma'am pasensha na po kayo, baka po naiinip na kayo. Ang kapal ksi ng buhok ninyo eh (Ma'am I'm really sorry. Blow drying your hair really takes a lot of time because of your thick hair). I laughed because I was just waiting for him to complain how he was getting tired because my hair was so thick but then he was the one apologizing. I'm used to parloristas (hairstylists) complaining how thick my hair was and that they tell me that my hair is actually good for 2 persons already. This assistant is different. The whole people at the salon were all friendly that I have decided to get my hair rebonded there soonish. (I still have to save up for it)
Now this is what I call, excellent customer service.

p.s. Joie called me up this afternoon inviting me to go surfing this weekend in Zambales.
I told her I'm so there!!!!!!