I went to Great Clips because I knew that their hair cuts are cheap and I knew where it was. Besides, I just needed a trim. That's not complicated. When I walked in, I was happy to discover that I would not have to wait to get my hair cut. I was brought straight back, and I explained to the lady that I wanted my hair trimmed an inch, and to taper my hair from my chin. The lady set out trimming my hair and doing what I assumed as trimming my layers. She worked at it for about 45 minutes and then sent me on my merry way. My hair was still wet when I left, so I was not able to get a really good look at it, though I did notice that she had tapered my hair higher than I had asked her to. When I got home, my hair was mostly dry, thanks to the Houston heat, and I walked up the stairs to trade off with Caleb.
I still remember the look of shock on Caleb's face and his shocked question, "What happened?" I told him that it probably didn't look good because it was still wet and needed to be fixed, so I proceeded to the bathroom and started fixing my hair. It was then that I discovered that the nice lady back at Great Clips, had no idea of what she was doing. I had one layer in the front of my head that goes about to my mouth line, and then another long layer, which was the rest of my hair, in the back. I had a mullet. No matter what I did with it, I couldn't make it look any better. Caleb came into the bathroom and agreed with it being a mullet. He then told me that he would skip getting his hair cut, if I would go get my hair fixed, quickly. He even said that I could cut it short. Now I knew that when Caleb gave me permission to cut my hair short, my hair was in bad shape.
I found salon on the internet that was close by and was able to get in quickly. I explained the situation to the lady when I came in, and she took one look at my hair and gasped, "You poor thing!" She then proceded to fix my hair by layering it so it would look even. I will admit that I was scared to death of the outcome, but I figured that I couldn't have looked any worse. While she was cutting my hair she asked if I would like my eyebrows waxed. If she only had known that I had plucked them that morning. At that point, I truly felt like someone had beat me with any ugly stick.
I got home and fixed my hair once again. The outcome was a lot better than the first. I still am not a big fan of my hair cut. I lost about three inches in length and now there are too many layers, but it is 100% better than it was before. I'm just patiently waiting until I can see Danielle so she can truly fix my hair. At least Caleb is no longer embarrassed to go out in public with me.
Due to the hair disaster, Caleb was unable to get his hair cut, and I didn't get his cake made like I had planned. We had cake on Sunday instead. I guess you can say that I tried to make his birthday a memorable one! At least I don't have to worry about anymore rat's nests.
It's a little hard to tell in the picture, but here is my mullet!






