My week has been as usual entertaining and full of disbelief.
I got asked today again what part of Ireland I'm from, and I also was asked with a shrill and raised eyebrows "Oooo you're English, wow I couldn't tell"
The best one was probably a phone interview I had yesterday talking to a fellow Englishmen who asked me "Do I detect a hint of English in your accent"
My reply "I should hope so, I'm from England"
His reply "Oh ... Really?"
C'mon people. Really is it that hard to tell I'm English. Grrrr and Sigh.
I got asked today again what part of Ireland I'm from, and I also was asked with a shrill and raised eyebrows "Oooo you're English, wow I couldn't tell"
The best one was probably a phone interview I had yesterday talking to a fellow Englishmen who asked me "Do I detect a hint of English in your accent"
My reply "I should hope so, I'm from England"
His reply "Oh ... Really?"
C'mon people. Really is it that hard to tell I'm English. Grrrr and Sigh.
So, for those that don't know I love Groupon. When I first discovered it I would wait up until midnight to get the next days bargain.
So I'm having a bit of a splurge at the moment and getting many a great bargain. I've bought an ethanol fire thingy (that only lasts for 30 minutes and the ethanol is more expensive than diamonds but it looks cool so it can stay)
Some of those little square data thingies that give you more data.. forget the name but you know what mean. Bought 3 of those.
2 lots of different meals out for when we go to Melbourne next week (just slightly excited about this)
Whale watching trip (yet to do but all booked in)
And lastly my latest bargain - half head of foils and a hair cut.
Ju will know where this is going and all my other fellow work buddies.
So I'm having a bit of a splurge at the moment and getting many a great bargain. I've bought an ethanol fire thingy (that only lasts for 30 minutes and the ethanol is more expensive than diamonds but it looks cool so it can stay)
Some of those little square data thingies that give you more data.. forget the name but you know what mean. Bought 3 of those.
2 lots of different meals out for when we go to Melbourne next week (just slightly excited about this)
Whale watching trip (yet to do but all booked in)
And lastly my latest bargain - half head of foils and a hair cut.
Ju will know where this is going and all my other fellow work buddies.
I have had just a few disasters with hair probably the worse one was when I ended up looking like Mallfroy from Harry Potter.
I'd heard nothing but bad reviews from everyone I spoke too about the hairdressers here but I thought really it can't be that bad .... can it??
Gulp.
So off I go to Club Hair. Actually find it without any dramas and think this is gonna be good. In I trot to a salon that is smaller than my walk in robe (still love that I have one of those) and there are 2 people. 1 boy 1 girl. My first thoughts were please let him cut my hair as I'd been told by my best friend JULIE that boys cut hair better. As this was MY day my luck was in and the boy sat me in one of the three chairs in the salon.
He announces "my names Dillon and I'm going to look after you today"
Awesome
So I show him pictures of what I'm trying to achieve...... He squeals how much he loves the style and we chat like new best friends about the colour the style and I'm beginning to think I am going to look the absolute business
He puts the foils in and we are still bonding over how much we both love Tom Hardy and Charlie Hunnam. We talk about the terrible fashion here and how he has things shipped over from Topman. We talk about him growing up with 5 sisters in Darwin (see best buds) we even drink the same green tea love the same tea shop (Tea adore- worth a Google) and like the same alcohol.
Nearing the end of the foils going in his next client walks in, so while I'm "cooking" he gets to work on the lady sat next to me.
He doesn't share as many stories with her as me because we are now best buds.
She just asked for a cut and a tidy up.
Well, let me tell you she walked in looking like Miss Piggy and left looking like Kate blumming Middleton. I'm really not exaggerating.
I was so excited by seeing what he'd done to her hair I literally wanted to hug my new best friend Dillon.
We talk about Gok Wan and how amazing he is how we both hate posh spice but love Jennifer Aniston.
Meanwhile I still needed longer to "cook" so yet another lady walks in asking for a fringe and a tidy up.
Again small talk was made like it was to Kate. This lady walked in looking like Cruella De Vil and walked out like Alexa Chung.
Nothing but admiration for my new bestie.
I'd heard nothing but bad reviews from everyone I spoke too about the hairdressers here but I thought really it can't be that bad .... can it??
Gulp.
So off I go to Club Hair. Actually find it without any dramas and think this is gonna be good. In I trot to a salon that is smaller than my walk in robe (still love that I have one of those) and there are 2 people. 1 boy 1 girl. My first thoughts were please let him cut my hair as I'd been told by my best friend JULIE that boys cut hair better. As this was MY day my luck was in and the boy sat me in one of the three chairs in the salon.
He announces "my names Dillon and I'm going to look after you today"
Awesome
So I show him pictures of what I'm trying to achieve...... He squeals how much he loves the style and we chat like new best friends about the colour the style and I'm beginning to think I am going to look the absolute business
He puts the foils in and we are still bonding over how much we both love Tom Hardy and Charlie Hunnam. We talk about the terrible fashion here and how he has things shipped over from Topman. We talk about him growing up with 5 sisters in Darwin (see best buds) we even drink the same green tea love the same tea shop (Tea adore- worth a Google) and like the same alcohol.
Nearing the end of the foils going in his next client walks in, so while I'm "cooking" he gets to work on the lady sat next to me.
He doesn't share as many stories with her as me because we are now best buds.
She just asked for a cut and a tidy up.
Well, let me tell you she walked in looking like Miss Piggy and left looking like Kate blumming Middleton. I'm really not exaggerating.
I was so excited by seeing what he'd done to her hair I literally wanted to hug my new best friend Dillon.
We talk about Gok Wan and how amazing he is how we both hate posh spice but love Jennifer Aniston.
Meanwhile I still needed longer to "cook" so yet another lady walks in asking for a fringe and a tidy up.
Again small talk was made like it was to Kate. This lady walked in looking like Cruella De Vil and walked out like Alexa Chung.
Nothing but admiration for my new bestie.
Now its my turn. Yippee. I'm so excited.
He washes my hair in the nicest smelling shampoo and gives me the best head massage - but tell me should I close my eyes and relax or keep them open? I felt like I should close them as he was doing it for so long but I feel a wally doing it. Please discuss and let me know.
He did light little finger taps all around my hair line.
Yay getting really excited now as the scissors are coming out.
So he snips and clips while still sharing secrets (his not mine) then like all good things it came to an end.
My opening statement to him was I'm growing it long and please don't give me a 3 year old fringe.
(Can you sense where this is going.....)
So apart from not getting the tousled look I asked for I also don't get the proper fringe I asked for.
I know I'm growing it so full tousles are yet to be there but after him saying how awesome my hair would be for this and how well it will suit "my natural curl" I felt he would be the one and only hairdresser to ever give me the cut I've asked for.
Oh I should say prior to this my 3 hour car parking ticket ran out so the other hairdresser gave me her staff permit. Out I ran full foiled and black cape flying feeling on top of the world because my new bestie is going to make me look wonderful. Even the wolf whistles from the stupid work men don't annoy me on this special day.
So back I go to my new bff and he finished off the creation.
Dillon worked like a magician, honestly, I knew he'd cut the fringe but I couldn't really see the full effects as he kept it well hidden. Out comes the hair drier and the biggest fattest hair brush with metal spikes protruding from it.
As he's drying my hair I see steam coming out from it but when I meekly say "Erm my hair looks like it's about to catch on fire" new bff said "it's fine don't worry" it's then time for the big reveal .....my face was like this
I then did the typical thing when asked what I thought "Oh it's lovely, it feels so light and bouncy, what a shame I'm going to the gym later, it's going to go flat" all while fake smiling and patting new bouffant.
New bff's response "Oh don't worry about that, my blow drys last for a week" Oh Jeez please don't tell me that I'm silently saying.
My hair is so big. . . . Bigger than normal and I'm panicking how am I going to get out the door and how will I fit in the car.
I'm desperately trying to smother it down while Dillon is spraying sea salt spray in my hair and telling me how awesome this product is. I was already thinking of excuses why I didn't need to buy it if he asked, which thankfully he didn't.
I leave still fake smiling as he's thrusting his card onto my palm. I thank him several times more and yes agree to go back when I need another cut. (Like heck I will)
So sadly not only have I fallen out with my new bff (as if anyone could replace my real bestie) I now look like a 3 year old and quite frankly do NOT know what to do.
I'm debating adding the pictures to show you just how bad it was straight after.
I'm going to sleep on it tonight and decide in the morning.
I also have other stories to tell you that I will do tomorrow. So until then night night.
Hope you're all surviving the heat.
He washes my hair in the nicest smelling shampoo and gives me the best head massage - but tell me should I close my eyes and relax or keep them open? I felt like I should close them as he was doing it for so long but I feel a wally doing it. Please discuss and let me know.
He did light little finger taps all around my hair line.
Yay getting really excited now as the scissors are coming out.
So he snips and clips while still sharing secrets (his not mine) then like all good things it came to an end.
My opening statement to him was I'm growing it long and please don't give me a 3 year old fringe.
(Can you sense where this is going.....)
So apart from not getting the tousled look I asked for I also don't get the proper fringe I asked for.
I know I'm growing it so full tousles are yet to be there but after him saying how awesome my hair would be for this and how well it will suit "my natural curl" I felt he would be the one and only hairdresser to ever give me the cut I've asked for.
Oh I should say prior to this my 3 hour car parking ticket ran out so the other hairdresser gave me her staff permit. Out I ran full foiled and black cape flying feeling on top of the world because my new bestie is going to make me look wonderful. Even the wolf whistles from the stupid work men don't annoy me on this special day.
So back I go to my new bff and he finished off the creation.
Dillon worked like a magician, honestly, I knew he'd cut the fringe but I couldn't really see the full effects as he kept it well hidden. Out comes the hair drier and the biggest fattest hair brush with metal spikes protruding from it.
As he's drying my hair I see steam coming out from it but when I meekly say "Erm my hair looks like it's about to catch on fire" new bff said "it's fine don't worry" it's then time for the big reveal .....my face was like this
I then did the typical thing when asked what I thought "Oh it's lovely, it feels so light and bouncy, what a shame I'm going to the gym later, it's going to go flat" all while fake smiling and patting new bouffant.
New bff's response "Oh don't worry about that, my blow drys last for a week" Oh Jeez please don't tell me that I'm silently saying.
My hair is so big. . . . Bigger than normal and I'm panicking how am I going to get out the door and how will I fit in the car.
I'm desperately trying to smother it down while Dillon is spraying sea salt spray in my hair and telling me how awesome this product is. I was already thinking of excuses why I didn't need to buy it if he asked, which thankfully he didn't.
I leave still fake smiling as he's thrusting his card onto my palm. I thank him several times more and yes agree to go back when I need another cut. (Like heck I will)
So sadly not only have I fallen out with my new bff (as if anyone could replace my real bestie
I'm debating adding the pictures to show you just how bad it was straight after.
I'm going to sleep on it tonight and decide in the morning.
I also have other stories to tell you that I will do tomorrow. So until then night night.
Hope you're all surviving the heat.
Oh you lot are lucky my blog won't save as a draft for some reason so I don't want to risk loosing all that I've written as it's taken me ages.
So.... the first picture attached is what I got (sob sob) and the second picture is me at home trying to some how control the bouffant.
Can you believe it, can you actually believe it. The third picture is after the straighteners did their magic - but as you can see still NOT impressed.
Please feel free to laugh as it's such a hideous style.
Sigh. So as you can see Kate Middleton I didn't get.
Grrrr.
So.... the first picture attached is what I got (sob sob) and the second picture is me at home trying to some how control the bouffant.
Can you believe it, can you actually believe it. The third picture is after the straighteners did their magic - but as you can see still NOT impressed.
Please feel free to laugh as it's such a hideous style.
Sigh. So as you can see Kate Middleton I didn't get.
Grrrr.
You wait until you hear tomorrow's story 
Enjoy the laughter. Please feel free to ask your own hairdressers for "Maddi style" it could be the new trend.
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