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gambling! and hair.

P went out GAMBLING last night. Well, okay, he went to play poker with some old chums, but still. Gambling! I am too scared to gamble, as childhood memories of playing the tuppence "waterfall" game in the Skerries amusement arcade suggest that I would turn into a total addict in about five minutes. I remember my cousin Elaine and I feverishly putting in more and more 2p coins into the machine in the hope that they would knock other 2p coins off the "waterfall" and into the tray where we could collect them. Sometimes we'd knock off a whole shower of coins, but we never even came out with enough to buy a Dairy Milk, for all our profits went straight back in to the machine.

So you see why I never want to start gambling. I would never stop. And now I have a lot more money to lose than I did when I was ten.

Anyway, P didn't gamble away the house or the car or Ju Ju (although before he went out to GAMBLE, he threatened to bet all three, although we both had to admit that Ju Ju wouldn't be much of a prize for anyone), and indeed apparently won vast sums (well, twenty quid). But still, I shan't be tempted.

In other fascinating domestic news, I got my hair cut today. I am not impressed. Never fear, it's not a disaster, but as I suspected, my usual stylist's replacement refused to believe me when I said I just wanted a trim. I get very expensive haircuts because my hair is very, very thick, and quite coarse, and only achieves its managable shininess thanks to fancy trims which layer it underneath so it manages to be long and sleek and doesn't stick out like a Christmas tree. However! This wasn't enough for the new stylist, who spent about 20 minutes telling me that straight air really wasn't in anymore.

Me: I know, but straight hair is what I have. I don't want you to iron it, I just want it thinned underneath and dried relatively flat - it'll curl under at the bottom anyway - and slightly layered at the front so I don't look like I'm peering out behind curtains. I don't want flowing curls because they will be insanely high maintenance and it takes me 25 minutes to wash my hair anyway.

Her: But don't you want a bit of the heaviness taken out?

Me: Yes, that's why I want you to thin it out underneath. As my stylists here always have done.

So she grudgingly agreed not to layer my hair all over in the manner of Limahl (or Katie from Coronation Street, which is more or less the same thing). But she kept insisting that if she did layer it so it went curly, it would be really easy to manage "if you had the right product". Now, I use Bumble and Bumble conditioner which costs thirty quid a bottle, so I am not averse to fancy products. However, I wash my hair once every five days (told you it wasn't greasy) and I don't want to have to spend similar amounts on something I need to put in my hair every single day in order not to look like I'm wearing a fright-wig. My hair is high-maintenance by default; I am not, ever, going to make it any more so. I think the stylist realised this after it took well over an hour to blow dry my hair. Heh heh heh.

But! She wasn't finished, because when trimming the layers at the front, she made them too, well, layery - she made the layers go back way too far, and she cut them too bluntly. It looks okay, but it wasn't what I wanted, and it wasn't what I had just paid sixty quid to get done. So I am pretty pissed off at that particular over-priced hairdressing chain (which may have the initials T and G).


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Jan. 24th, 2005 10:56 pm (UTC)
I just hate it when they do that. As if you don't know what you want on your own head!
Jan. 25th, 2005 11:06 am (UTC)
EXACTLY! I mean, I'm sure it's more fun for them to cut ten zillion layers in to their victim's client's hair, but not so fun for the person who has to go out and LIVE with it.
Jan. 24th, 2005 10:59 pm (UTC)
Grr to stylists who don't listen! I mean, whose hair is it?

And yes, those waterfalls! When I was in Dorset over the Christmas break, I found myself in just such an arcade. It's still the same - the same conviction that this coin will be the one to do it, the same clatter of coins down the sides of the ledges, and, just occasionally, the same shower of winnngs into my greedy hands, to be put straight back into the next slot along. Only now, the waterfalls take 10p coins, and I should know better.
Jan. 24th, 2005 11:01 pm (UTC)
Ah ha ha haaa! I remember that machine in Bray sucking in my life's savings. I don't dare gamble, either.
Rats to the hairdresser! I shall remember to avoid. Sixty bloody quid is a bit much for what sounds somewhat similar to a Berlin ten-euro mullet (though I'm sure it's much better than that, in the follicle, of course.)
Jan. 24th, 2005 11:19 pm (UTC)
So straight hair isn't in now? Like I give a shit. I'd die before trying to get this heavy mane into riotous waves or curls.

Sorry about the cut!
Jan. 24th, 2005 11:19 pm (UTC)
Bastards! And... 60 quid? My god, that's even more expensive than here.
I get a lovely haircut here despite having to explain all in German. I never did speak Hairdresser so I don't think it makes much odds.
I had one haircut at a Tony and Guy and never again. It's like, I don't have a haircut like someone from Liberty X, and that's actually a conscious decision on my part, and not something that needs solving.
Jan. 24th, 2005 11:36 pm (UTC)
Gambling sucks. I had the same experiences with those bloody waterfall machines too!

As for hair I sympathise...at least I think I do, because a recent experience with a barber meant I had shave off my sideburns and start them again. I told him to trim them, and he made a mess of them - one was raised higer than the other, and was narrower. Gah!
Jan. 25th, 2005 12:14 am (UTC)
Diediedie evil stylists. I've got similarish hair, and stylists seem to have this innate need to DO SOMETHING with that amount of hair.

Argh. Hugs and good hair karma.
Jan. 25th, 2005 04:20 am (UTC)
Tony and Guy sucks. Like you don't know how your own hair works. And who cares if straight hair isn't in (and what great hair deity announced this?). Bah!
Jan. 25th, 2005 05:57 am (UTC)
Ugh! Sympathies.

I don't know what I "do", but stylists have done pretty much what I damn well told them to do. I've had to understand that I can't be "nice" at such a point, bitchy is the only thing that gets through the fashion fog.

Just wait til your hair starts to go grey - then you can add color to the other things they can try and decide for you. They've tried to offer me a color for my "problem" - they stop when I laugh at them. Though, by now, the grey's progressed enough to look something like an expensive highlight job, hee! Take that, hair-fashion police!

Jan. 25th, 2005 06:06 am (UTC)
I had a similar experience with T & G a few months ago. I TOLD the stylist that I am very lazy and needed a low maintenance haircut. She told me that I would always look awful if I didn't spend half an hour on my hair every day (more or less) and gave me a high-maintenance haircut, stiff with different expensive products. So I insisted that she wash it all back out, so I could leave the salon with some idea of what I was actually going to look like in real life. Grrr. Although actually, it didn't look too bad with no maintenance whatsoever. I have since reverted to Lunatic Fringe, though.
Jan. 25th, 2005 10:18 am (UTC)
Grrr. That's enormously annoying - I hatehatehate when hairdressers start getting "notions" about your hair and don't do what you ask them to do. I will cite the time my previous hairdresser decided to a)give me a mullet and b)iron my hair. I looked like Jane Fonda in Klute, and not in a good way. Mercifully it looked slightly more normal after I let it return to its boingy state, but I never went back.

Currently, I think I possibly have the only other reliable hair person in Toni & Guy (apart from stellanova's usual stylist, presumably) - she got me through the horror of growing my hair from really pretty short to shoulder length without too many bad hair days, she's always given me cuts that I can just wash and run my hands through, she's never foisted products on me, and while she's periodically suggested colour ideas, they've more been in a "hey, that might be nice if you were thinking of a colour" way than a "my God, your hair NEEDS this" way. Plus she is extremely nice.

Of course, I have curly hair with layers in it, so maybe she wants everyone's hair to be like mine - perhaps she turns into a Horrible Hair Tyrant with straight-haired customers...
Jan. 25th, 2005 10:23 am (UTC)
if your stylist is Mel, she's away for months, which is why I ended up with this buffoon!
Jan. 25th, 2005 10:35 am (UTC)
No, my wonder hair lady is called Niamh - maybe give her a go next time if Mel hasn't come back (that is, if she wasn't the EvilHairdresser who wouldn't listen to you, but it doesn't sound like her).
Jan. 25th, 2005 01:03 pm (UTC)
Grr! You must come and stay and go to my top excellent hairdresser, who likes straight hair and will cut it as you wish, though she will make amusing suggestions if requested. Honestly, it is one of my favourite facts about my life that I have found a hairdresser who is lovely, smart, chatty and inclined to cut the hair on your head and not the hair she just saw in a magazine.

Actually, do that! I think I am almost ready to deal with visitors, now.
Jan. 25th, 2005 09:38 pm (UTC)
Huzzah! That sounds like an excellent scheme. Although at my usual rate I won't get round to getting my hair cut until about July, and I'd like to see you and the adorable Gnome before then...
Jan. 25th, 2005 01:08 pm (UTC)
So have you decided that euros can be quid, too? Fascinating!

I currently have a super-duper hairdresser, and I love the way she cuts it so much that I've had it exactly the same for a year and a half now. I've also got the Heretickal One, the Blonde and Rapunzel going to the same place, and Rapunzel also got her Icelandic Fabulousness and Icelandic Girl #2 going there. It makes me very sad that they do not give you 10% off for introducing other customers, but suggests that I could do very well off my friends if I ever decded to invest in a pyramid scheme...
Jan. 25th, 2005 01:12 pm (UTC)
So have you decided that euros can be quid, too? Fascinating!

Well, it's just automatic, really - same as we still say "tenner" and "fiver". Though the currency has changed, the slang terms used to describe it still remain!
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