Shannon had a mad hair dresser, and I was the cause of the grief.
Let me share with you one of the many memories I have with my best friend, Shannon.
It was a Friday night, and rather than out with our friends, we were chilling at my house. We were going through magazines, and Shannon found a hair style that she was determined to get. She cut out the picture, and I had a BRILLIANT idea.
It was a Friday night, and rather than out with our friends, we were chilling at my house. We were going through magazines, and Shannon found a hair style that she was determined to get. She cut out the picture, and I had a BRILLIANT idea.
"Shannon, if you're planning on getting it cut anyways, why not let me do it?? I'll cut it a bit longer than what you want, that way, if I absolutely mess it up, you're not out anything. You were planning on getting it done anyways!"
She actually agreed. Shannon has beautiful, shiny, blonde hair. It's also naturally curly, so the hair due we were going for was a cute beach due. Messy, curly...super cute. My brother's friend who happened to be over, even offered some actual hair scissors. I told her no thanks. Well, I did my job, and it turned out! ...Until the next morning rolled around...
Shannon woke up Saturday morning with a bad case of bed head. What appeared so cute the night before was a disaster that next morning with big chunks cut super short and long chunks hanging down. I guess her natural curl had been deceiving the night before.
To make the story even better, we had cheerleading pictures that weekend. The picture goes in the weekly football and basketball programs all year long, and it makes its way to the yearbook. ...which for a high school girl, a good hair due is a must. What were we thinking?! She made an emergency call to her hair dresser and demanded he meet her that morning. He was nice enough to oblige. The first thing he said was, "Is this the same girl that tried dying your hair, as well?" Oooh! Did I forget to mention? Just a couple months prior, we bought some brown dye and bleach, and thought we could do our own high lights and low lights. That, too, was a major disaster.
I think Shannon's sweet mom was mad (she should be, right?), but she sure never let me know. Her mom also used to tell me, "Kendal, I love you! But you are not welcome here after 11 because you are SO LOUD!" Her mom had so much patience for me. :)
She actually agreed. Shannon has beautiful, shiny, blonde hair. It's also naturally curly, so the hair due we were going for was a cute beach due. Messy, curly...super cute. My brother's friend who happened to be over, even offered some actual hair scissors. I told her no thanks. Well, I did my job, and it turned out! ...Until the next morning rolled around...
Shannon woke up Saturday morning with a bad case of bed head. What appeared so cute the night before was a disaster that next morning with big chunks cut super short and long chunks hanging down. I guess her natural curl had been deceiving the night before.
To make the story even better, we had cheerleading pictures that weekend. The picture goes in the weekly football and basketball programs all year long, and it makes its way to the yearbook. ...which for a high school girl, a good hair due is a must. What were we thinking?! She made an emergency call to her hair dresser and demanded he meet her that morning. He was nice enough to oblige. The first thing he said was, "Is this the same girl that tried dying your hair, as well?" Oooh! Did I forget to mention? Just a couple months prior, we bought some brown dye and bleach, and thought we could do our own high lights and low lights. That, too, was a major disaster.
I think Shannon's sweet mom was mad (she should be, right?), but she sure never let me know. Her mom also used to tell me, "Kendal, I love you! But you are not welcome here after 11 because you are SO LOUD!" Her mom had so much patience for me. :)
3 comments:
Why do girls think that we can give quality haircuts without training. I had the same experience with a few of my friends, and my sister, and Erin actually. The worst part is, I let people try it out on me all the time because I hate paying for haircuts haha! It's cool you and Shannon have been friends for so long, I remember you always talking to her, and telling me about her.
Funny that you went through that little phase of experimenting with other people's hair :) Shannon got off easy...Matt's gorgeous blond curls became red, thanks to you. He loved it...but his dad? I don't think Paul let you in their home for a few weeks after that one...and he loves you!
Oh that is so funny! That is one thing I never ventured into...cutting or dieing someone else's hair...or them to mine! haha!
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