Or maybe it just feels like that after many attempts to find "the" hairdresser for my, at times, uncontrollable curls. Finally, after 3 visits to the one salon, I got it right.....I think.
I've not had much luck with hairdressers. After going all over town looking for one, I finally decided to visit the one up the road. The last time I did that (geography vs style), it cost me over $300 and was virtually the same effect as a visit to a painful dentist - it put me off visiting another one for almost 2 years!!
But being a mum and on a much more stringent budget, I thought the little salon down the road would be nowhere near as expensive in Rose Bay as it was in Fairfield (HA! you say)....well, $30 later and I'm much more pleased with the results.
Oh, and the 3 visits was due to:
1. Hair done by young Irish girl who said she wasn't backpacking but going to be sticking around.
2. Six weeks later - young Irish girl gone. Senior stylist takes up the scissors and after instructions to stick to the same cut - does, but falls short and not to my liking.
3. Third time lucky - we do it her way and she gets it right! HURRAH!
Now if only the salon doesn't burn down, they go out of business or (God forbid) something horrible happen to the lovely lady who does my hair, I'm sticking with them for good.
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