I tried my third hairdresser in two months today. I can’t seem to find one I like and have him or her be my go to person, especially for my wedding.
But tonight I have a henna party for a family member and I wanted to look nice. So I went to a salon my cousin recommended. This is one of those fancy places with big billboards around the country. So it’s bound to be good, no? And plus, I only wanted a regular blow-out.
It started out innocently enough. But once the guy styling my hair found out my wedding was soon, I got my chance to ask him why such places charge no less than 500 dollars for a hairstyle, fully knowing that it’s essentially the same thing as everyday but with a veil!
That’s of course after he ridculed me for expecting to only pay 100 dollars.
“It’s all about the touch, habibi. You’re a bride, you need that touch to set you apart.”
“I don’t get it. I don’t want to color my hair, I don’t want to get extensions, I don’t want massive volume. I want what you are doing now in a bun.”
“But it’s different when you’re a bride. We can spend more time with you and be attentive. Plus, it’s all about the salon’s reputation.”
“Sorry but you’re not making any sense. So the reputation doesn’t matter if I come in on any other day. You’ll just do whatever because I’m not a bride?” Funny enough, I came in to their salon because someone recommended them for a regular blow-out.
“It’s not like that. It’s all about the touch. We are all graduates of salon X so that comes with its cost.”
He said that like he had graduated from effin Harvard.
“Look, I am having a simple wedding and I want a simple hairstyle. Nothing you said can convince me that you’re right, because you’re not!”
So yeah, a “touch” inflates the price by ten times. I can now finally sleep at night because I have found out why.
What a bunch of scammers they are! They play upon your worst insecurities and try to convince you that you must be the ultimate princess or whatever fantasy vision or else your day will be incomplete.
But seriously, if I don’t have that touch, will people not be able to spot me? I mean, I am the one in the massive white dress. You can’t miss that!
Guess I need to try a fourth hairdresser. Too bad, I actually liked this one. Or I guess I’ll just wake up in the morning, take a shower, and go with my hair as is.