Deja L.
Yelp
I went in with a printout of several photos of the exact haircut I wanted--and have been getting for years with no issues--a choppy layered style.
I told the stylist I wanted that haircut, but I wanted it chin-length, instead of the shoulder-length shown in the photos.
I got a pixie cut.
All my wonderful, cherry-red wavy hair ended up on the salon floor. The hair I have been carefully color-treating to the perfect shade and cultivating for years, gone.
By the time I realized what was happening (when he pulled out the clippers and started shaving the lower part of the back of my neck), the back was already done, so I had to let him finish. I thought he was just cutting the layers, not cropping the back of my head to an inch long.
Not only that, but he cut some of the hair on the crown of my head at my cowlick LESS than an inch long, so it sticks straight up on top of my head and there's nothing I can do about it. The small hairs in front of each ear are a different length by almost an inch, so on one side I can put it behind my ear, but on the other side it's too short.
I didn't want to make a scene in front of my daughter (who had chosen to get a pixie cut herself), so I paid the bill and got out of there.
I spent the next 2 days crying every time I looked in the mirror. It's so short that I feel the need to femme it up a lot more than I'd like, to hopefully avoid people thinking I'm trans and harassing me when I go into public restrooms.
I am now forced to wait for my hair to grow back out, through all the awkward in-between stages, for however long it is going to take to get back to where I started.
I really miss my stylist in Bellingham.