that awkward moment when youre in a swanky K street salon/spa…
getting all sorts of things done (cough *brazilian blowout* cough)
and folks keep telling you how amazing/expensive/ stunning/ your color looks…
and then a client says ..ohhh i want her color…
and everyone looks at the stylist who has been nodding at the color compliments all day…and she shrugs…
and everyone looks at you… and you say…
i get this $hit for 9 dollars at CVS …
xoxo
suicide_blond = dyed by her own hand
6 comments
June 29, 2011 at 2:57 pm
lemon gloria
Hahahaha! Love!
June 30, 2011 at 12:07 am
magnolia
that is such a satisfying feeling. that happened to me in louisiana regularly, and i’d just smile, smile, smile…
June 30, 2011 at 5:04 am
Robyn
That is so awesome. It reminded me of the time when someone asked me if I got my nails done. I told them I did them while watching the Raider game. The look on their face was priceless.
July 1, 2011 at 10:17 am
Axel
Good for you! For the value and also the honesty.
July 1, 2011 at 1:07 pm
L A Cochran
And you do look MAHvelous, dahling!
July 28, 2011 at 5:26 pm
City Girl
That’s classic! I would have laughed out loud if I had been at the salon. Love how you go for the Brazilian blowout, but color your own beautiful hair! xoxo