girl maintained.

A girl and her beautician have a special relationship. The beautician is almost as essential to her well being as her physician. Nothing is better than fresh from the salon hair.

Recently I started looking into a new salon. Although I really liked my regular girl, she had become more difficult to get an appointment with. I spent one Saturday afternoon checking into the local salons that had good reviews.


One potential candidate really caught my eye because they were an Aveda salon, which means that all the products they use are flower and plant derived. This is especially important to me because I have very sensitive skin and I am always afraid of having some weird reaction to products that are used on me. The Aveda salon owner gave me a tour and spent about an hour with me, talking about the products they use and services they offer (the salon is also a spa). All looked good to me, so I scheduled an appointment.


It went wonderfully, they do this amazing neck and shoulder massage while talking to you about your hair, and then while they were doing my hair they had this delicious lavender smelling neck warming thing on me. I loved it. My hair looked super shiny and healthy after they were done. They even touch up your lipstick and rub your hands down with this great lotion before they finish with you... Ahhhhhhh, I was so happy and relaxed. The last thing I needed before I left was a quick wax and then I would be good to go.




The waxing didn’t seem to feel any different than any other time I’ve been waxed, until she put the aloe on my brows afterward and it burned!!! I looked in the mirror she gave me and they were red but not any more than expected. I left the salon happy and ran around the rest of the Saturday. Sunday morning I woke up and immediately knew that something was wrong with my eyelids.

They were swollen, burned and felt sticky to the touch.

Looking in the mirror confirmed my worst suspicion, while being waxed the beautician ripped off my eyelid skin.

Lovely.

I am now sporting shiny Neosporin eye shadow until they heal. It is painful being a girl.

Update: (18-Nov-09) I have received restitution for my less than optimal waxing experience in the form of a gift certificate.

house of cards.

Often, the carefully built house of cards that we have around us comes falling down.

It could be that poor construction is what brings it down. We can only build on a weak foundation up to a critical moment. When you get to that point, no matter how many cards you try to squeeze in at the foundation they just won’t hold it all up.

Other times the people we think are helping us build our house destroy it by slamming a door so hard it reverberates throughout us and brings everything crashing down. Or even worse, carelessly throwing open a window during a hurricane just to bring it all down.

The cards mean so much to us. We have collected them along the paths of our lives. They are who we are.

Or maybe, just who we believe we are.

As I look around at all my cards lying on the floor, I see it as an opportunity.

It is time for me to start rebuilding. As I start this process I will be careful to make sure the foundation is strong and only built with the best cards I have. I will take my time to examine each card I have and only place the ones I am sure I want to keep and leave the ones I don’t laying on the floor. This house will be better than what I had constructed before, it will be stronger, more complete, and I will take the necessary time to build it exactly the way I want it.

I will be better, stronger, and more complete.

the blogs I can't write.

Sorry that I've been neglecting you...I've missed you too.

Normally, I have a few things in my head that I want to talk about. Right now, I have many things I want to talk about.

But I can't.

They all seem to fall under the basic too personal to share rule. I need a few more days to work out some things in my head that I just can't seem to get past. Then, hopefully I will be back to my "sharing my opinion on everything" self.