Everyone at least once in their lives went to the barber, salon or barber called to the house. Someone wants to just get a haircut, trim the ends, someone interested in a more drastic change of image. Unfortunately, not always visit to the barber brings joy. Sometimes, the client is satisfied with the haircut, in general, but at home there are difficulties with the installation. It happens so that the desired cutting produces a feeling of revulsion at the client as well as He was represented by its own very different! These are cases when the wine master, and if there is, indirectly. Of course, there are cases of outright brainwashing people.
Often this occurs in an unfamiliar barber, whom no one recommended. At your own risk, as they say. Itself has experienced a deep adolescence (prior to this was not frightened by the client) grief hands-master. Her masterpiece work is not even budge the laws of physics and geometry, not to mention that the length should be medium and photos in the magazine, I showed, she was very confident and I relaxed. Generally, I like to take a nap in the hairdresser's chair.
True, her question: 'Zatylochek podbrit? " engendered in me a vague question, but as before in my life like the masters did not occur, I muttered: "Yes perhaps you know best '. Thoughts swirl raced through my head, I opened my eyes (always afraid of falling hair). In a state of shock, stayed all who saw me in the cabin. In the same state, I paid up and left in silence, simply ran away. Salvation for me was just a cold November, with rain and wind and hood, which helped me to get home. Although I originally intended to not tuda.Pri detailed study of my new hairstyle hope that I just lay me then it's home and everything will be as it should, has died. I was supposed to be a la black tattoo in the early career (Yulia Volkova)-that is, merry kaskadik average length of all fit tips outward. Front of my hair looked at the battered manners' seller selpo'-only in a much more elongated form-a-like! "(Anyone not want to offend!) Is a favorite hairstyle for many women, middle-aged really is – but I was 19. Having examined his head, wept bitterly and for a long time and knew that already, even to another hairdresser, I can not go – so desperate I was when I saw it – high on the shaved head and not some strange fat squiggles the entire width of neck-type penalty, which the master-lomaster popytlas carefully lay out the ends and abundantly watered with lacquer In general, I raked a work of surrealism or cubism itself at home with two mirrors, weeping and relying on intuition to the a la hakamady.K Fortunately, I go short hair as they say no teeth – a fully grown. And two months wore a sweater with a throat to the middle of the nape. And then about three years to grow their hair and not even made attempts to find the master – I did not believe in them until they attended this course in hairdressing and during operation for many years watching how simple movements hairdressing scissors to positive emotions.