I want to schedule a hair appointment at my salon for New Year’s Eve, but I’m so embarrassed to go back after the crazy person display I’m 99% positive was a teensy bit over the top when I went in after my bangs emergency.
The one where I forced them to trim my bangs, even though they said I did a great job, because “I just need a professional to do something. Anything. Anything to make me feel better.”
Ugh, the time before that I explained that anal bleaching entailed. I KNOW, but I’m not the one who brought it up. I’m just the only one who knew that anal bleaching was for the skin, and not hair. I was the only person in the room who knew that some women want pink assholes. That their asshole color isn’t good enough for them. I quite literally could not stay silent and let them die without that information. It would have been rude.
We need to get Dove to start a butthole hue campaign like they did for plus size women.
