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All my life, I hated getting my hair done, even by a friend who used to be a stylist. And I despise those trashy shows they seem to always have on nearly everywhere I went. Music, please!
I am a cheapskate so I hated getting my hair done because I rather spend my money on something with more value. I also hated how much time I wasted in that darn chair. Since going natural I refuse to go to a stylist, even for my wedding.
I hate other people doing my hair simply because they are too rough and careless with it. I cringe when I hear a comb being yanked through hair. I became a diyer so that I don't have to worry about that anymore.
It wasn't easy learning to care for my own hair. It took lots of patience, YouTube tutorials, perusing through threads and trial & error with products.
I hate getting my hair done for all of the above reasons but mostly because they are just too rough. The last time I got my hair done at a Dominican spot she started combing my dry hair all willy milly. I had to stop her and say can you please do that when you put the conditioner in.
Plus I find myself bringing all my own products. And still they want to charge me $50. It's annoying.
I wish LHCF offered a one day class to these salons just to give them basic advice on handling our hair.
I hate the anxiety I feel trying to find a good stylist.
I hate doing lots of research, finally getting comfortable with a place, going there and being disappointed.
I hate being told to wait several hours beyond my appointment time.
I hate having the comb/brush/whatever yanked through my hair.
I hate stylists believing they have to blowdry my hair to style it.
I hate feeling bad about speaking up to them while I'm in the chair.
Worst of all I hate the dread I feel about looking at my ends to evaluate the extent of the damage they did.
(Lol, and a new hate: stylists who run on under your review and try to make it seem like the damage they clearly caused is your fault. I paid you and tipped you already, don't run on with me. Read: Diaspora Salon. Don't go there.)
I hated going to salons to get my hair done, So I became a cosmetology professional (literally). Hopefully to help change the experiences that I've had in the past.