"Do you want coffee?" everyone was told except me... When I live across the street and desperately felt I needed a revamp from the plug-cabin, I booked the first time I could get over. What was included was a short consultation and she complained, complaining and complaining and looked completely hopelessly at me as she walked through my hair. Felt more sorry for myself than my hair haha... but I would lie in case I said she had nothing to bark over, because my hair was totally messed up. The last time I cut myself was in Portugal by my dear friend Maja who then stood with the kitchen scissors in one hand and with the cava glass in the other, another story.
Well, she quickly tried to lure me an expensive hair mask because my hair was so disastrousLY BAD without letting me get a syl in the weather and started picking up lots of different stuff – until I told her I didn't want to get annoyed. Amazing, and felt most don't touch my hair bit**, pardon the expression. But I sat there thinking it might just get better. After a short background about my hair, she calmed down and we walked towards another chair to wash her hair. In the meantime, she tried to create some personal contact but I tend to be suspended and she was not a favorite so the conversations became extremely superficial and short.
Relatively uncomfortable chairs and sharp edge on the sink where you laid the neck but she was good and careful with the shampoo ing and massage, which gave hope that the haircut might be successful. When we were done, she left my wet hair hanging without quickly towel drying it and if I had had makeup on me, my mascara had run down my eyes.
Not to pull out on the story, the haircut went fast, she was actually good and explained to me why she chose to cut as she did which gave back my little confidence I initially dropped. Then came the highlight anyway - SHE CAN BLOW-DRY. Made fantastically stylish and elegant curls that sat for several days and were also here sick effective without warming my scalp or face.
Well, what the hell happened to my coffee? Everywhere, customers sat with a coffee cup and also heard other hairdressers who shouted out over the premises in case their customers wanted coffee - everyone except me. There are such little service errors that I bother myself with. If I hadn't seen the coffee, I wouldn't have thought about it, but now I was sitting there a little half-depressed that I didn't get myself a cup.
If you are looking for a neatly snapped hair in a short time, nothing to hesitate about. What I could see on the other customers' hair that sat there, it was predominantly neat. If you're looking for a cozy, relaxing moment, then you go to another hairsalon – And to add, I had a gift card for a haircut of 650kr that it costs and I hadn't chosen to go back to actually spend my money!
"Do you want coffee?" everyone was told except me... When I live across the street and desperately felt I needed a revamp from the plug-cabin, I booked the first time I could get over. What was included was a short consultation and she complained, complaining and complaining and looked...
Like creative headz, there are often drip in times late if you don't always have such good foresight. Nice staff, though a little stressed, almost felt in the way at the end and offered to blow dry my own hair but she completed the treatment and I was happy with the result!
