Matt and I have found a hair stylist, Celia of Hair Dynamics, close to home and have been going to her for almost 3 years. Celia's nice, remembers all our stories, knows our heads of hair, and expects us every 4~6 weeks. Once in those almost 3 years, Matt and I had to get haircuts in DC because we were in dire straits - that was in 2009. When we told Celia about the trip and the haircuts, she scoffed (as only Italians can do) and said, "Yeah, I could tell they really messed it up, but if you needed it..."
The DC hair stylist:
We swore we wouldn't go anywhere else again, unless we were out of the country or state and really needed a hair cut; i.e. we wouldn't seek out someone new in our area. However, a few weeks ago while waiting for our tanning booth, we noticed a very handsome Italian man across the street who seemed to be working in a hair salon. The tanning salon manager told us that the hair salon had moved from around the corner to our street, which gets a LOT of traffic. Our interest was piqued and we went over there to get information. The place was named, "Chez Paul" and had 80s gauche decor.
When I met Paul, he seemed nice, very personable, and hungry for business, which, I thought, was a good thing! Matt and I agreed on our "dire straits" we'd detail to Celia the next time we saw her. So, Wed., we made an appointment for Thu. @ 12:30PM. Here's my hair before the cut:
Before the Chez Paul haircut:
We entered the salon at the set time: 12:30 PM and immediately, Tabatha's checklist started running. You know, Tabatha of Tabatha's Salon Takeover. Great show and we love her. She's also helped bring out our inner salon divas; i.e. she's open our critical eyes to the whole (possible) salon experience. Here's our "needs improvement" Tabatha checklist of Chez Paul:
1) No one looked at or greeted us for 5 minutes, but they saw us.
2) NOTICEABLE: A CACKLING group of 3 women - #1 getting a hair cut, #2 sitting on a styling stool, #3 the hair stylist.
3) They were all yelling at each other and laughing loudly - for 30+ minutes.
4) Paul, in starting to cut my hair, exchanged my small-necked drape from the cackling girl (whose hair was in progress) with the one he'd tried on me. Ew - a piece of that girl's hair fell off the drape between my legs.
5) He didn't pay good attention to my existing hair style. He just started cutting after I told him where it parts and what was going on next week: the interview and Puerto Vallarta.
6) He and I had to yell at each other over the women cackling behind him (as the owner, he should notice that kind of interference).
7) He used the buzzer too much on my head instead of scissors for layering. Big no-no.
8) His shirt was filthy. I understand you might get soap or coloring agents on your clothes. Looking presentable goes a long way in the salon industry. If you don't attend to your own appearance, how are you going to attend to mine?
9) The salon's decor was 80s glam: silver, neon, and purple everywhere.
10) There were 3 uncomfortable chairs in the waiting area and 6 piles of mags PILED 5 deep on a table.
11) Not much product and some of the stuff they had there was very vintage - especially the hair brushes.
Matt's experience was OK and better than mine because by that point the women had finished up. But his hair was worse than mine and uneven on top. We compared our notes on our way out of the salon to tan across the street and throughout the rest of the day. Needless to say, we won't be going back to Chez Paul again. My hair looked OK yesterday afterward; it's not a bad
haircut. It just didn't feel that it looked as fabulous as after Celia cuts it. The sides are too short now in my book and will poof out when the top starts to grow back in. The good thing about a bad haircut is that hair always grows back. Here's my current haircut.After Chez Paul's clippers:
I just notice how the back and side are a little choppy!! Celia's haircut never did that. Meh.Celia cutting my hair (handsome Jay in back):