Hair Whoas and Oh No's

A couple of weeks ago I was working at the Y and I saw some brochures sitting on the desk behind Member Services for Salon Mystique, an Aveda salon, in Blaine.  They were made by a marketing company in Minneapolis.  The promotion was for 4 visits, each to be made at least a week apart.  A visit for a haircut (and color if chosen but $$ extra), a visit for a pedicure, a visit for a manicure and a visit for a massage.  All this for $45 dollars.  I purchased 2 packages; one for me and the other for my sister. 

My sister and I both had our first visit last Friday for haircuts.  I added the extra service of 12 foils.  I did my research and dug out some photos of what I wanted.  I've always been told by the various hairstylist I've had over the years that they LOVE photos.

First off, I should have known better than to leave Jill.  I feel like I betrayed her.  She works out of the Todaze Hair Salon in Blaine.
Second of all, I hate Aveda products.  Not that they are eco-friendly blah blah blah.  But that they make me sneezy and itchy.  My sister used to work for the Aveda plant in Blaine and she would come home smelly smelly.  I couldn't even be in the same room with her until she took a shower.  I know some people love the scent but it smells like weeds to me.

I told the girl I wanted to chop my hair off to the level of my ear.  I left with it still touching my shoulders.  I thought I'd give it a try.  Not exactly what I wanted but I have the hardest time expressing it in words.  And the fact that the girl looked like an Avada Salon Snoot didn't help matters.  How many shades of platinum blonde can you have in your bangs?  One is too many!  The only good thing I could say about the visit was the scalp massage.  Aaah!

Over the weekend I found that I could still style it the same way I could before I cut it....and that's not good.
What part of CHOP IT OFF  do you not get?  And last night was the deal breaker.  My parents stayed with me for Father's Day weekend and they sleep in the basement. 
One: it's cold down there. 
Two: They sleep right next to the utility room and I wasn't going to have the air condition running all night keeping them up.
So I slept upstairs in a hot, sticky bedroom with tons of bobby pins shellacking my hair to my head to get it off my neck and with 2 fans blowing on me.

I made another hair appointment for tonight...with Jill.  I love her.  I'll never cheat on her ever again.  I need to learn my lesson.  And she did a marvelous job.  It's super short...to my ears.  She touched my bangs and I gave her a little slap on the wrist.  That's a big No-No and she should know better.
Again, it's different from what I had pictured in my mind but I think I'm going to like it.  No more ponytails 'til the snow flies.  Just lots and lots of barrettes and clips.