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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Okay, that's a lie. I'd be unhappy for a month, then when I went back, I'd tell the hairdresser what happened and ask if there was something we could do to prevent it, and she would say, "You should have called me. If you have a problem, you shouldn't wait 'til your next appointment. Let me know, because I'm happy to fix it."
Then I'd agree, but only in a lip-service way. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Okay, that's a lie. I'd be unhappy for a month, then when I went back, I'd tell the hairdresser what happened and ask if there was something we could do to prevent it, and she would say, "You should have called me. If you have a problem, you shouldn't wait 'til your next appointment. Let me know, because I'm happy to fix it."
This is me. I probably shouldn't do that this time.
sj, I would call. Or, I might just show up. No, I would call first. This is a hairdresser you go to on a regular basis right? She'd want to know, and she wants to keep you as a client, so she'll probably really try to make/keep you happy.
Yeah, she's my regular hairdresser. I'll give her a call in a couple of hours.
Then JZ and Matilda and I will take her to see the Vivienne Westwood exhibit in the museum in GG Park.
Oh! I thought we were doing this tomorrow post-brunch. I would have given DJ my pass if I'd known y'all were doing this today. I'm sorry!
Hair question: When my hair was done two weeks ago, my hairdresser bleached a few sections of hair and then dyed all of my hair with a bright red dye. The problem is the color is still bleeding when I wash my hair and some of the bright red streaks have turned orange and some are almost blonde. My hair looks like too many colors, and I don't like it. Should I call my hairdresser, or do the bright dyes just fade that way?
call, or better yet, drop by if it's not too much out of your way. She might want to see it anyway
Ugh. Drizzly and yuk outside. I was picking up the steam cleaner to attack the couch and loveseat with this morning after I dropped Em off at school, but she woke up with a fever of 100.9. And she threw up. So, she's having some toast and juice on the couch and watching Clifford. Poor Punky.
Okay, that's a lie. I'd be unhappy for a month, then when I went back, I'd tell the hairdresser what happened and ask if there was something we could do to prevent it, and she would say, "You should have called me. If you have a problem, you shouldn't wait 'til your next appointment. Let me know, because I'm happy to fix it."
In love with this answer, and Cindy of course.
Poor, Em. I hope she's feeling better soon.
Me, too. Big yard sale is this weekend and I need to steam clean the sofa and loveseat.