Thursday, June 3, 2010

Finally, a Decent Haircut

You saw the result of my last haircut, which was horrendous. This time I decided to take it up a notch and go to the posh hair salon by the movie theatre, where you get a free drink and can use the internet and stuff there. It costs 25k won, as opposed to the standard 10k, but even the higher price is about the lowest price I'd pay back home, so it was worth it.

I dyed my hair black the day before and brought in my pictures of Ashley Greene again as a guide. The guy cutting my hair got the length right this time, but again, the outward flipping of the hair threw the chick styling it for a loop. She also went at it with a barrel brush, but unlike the first girl, did not smarten up and use a flatiron. The result was even more horrendous than previously. I looked like the Mad Hatter without a hat. I wish I'd gotten a picture, but I had a ticket to see a movie shortly after the cut, and I spent the next three hours before I got home smoothing it down so I wouldn't be mortified to be in public. I was glad to be in the dark for a while.

Here's what it looks like when I style it myself. It takes about ten minutes, while the stylist took like 30-40 minutes doing it the hard way.



They dye was blue-black, but I've now realized that my hair is so resistant to dye now that even the black starts to fade after a short time, so it's more like brown-black now.

Anyway, I think I gave like 80 people half a heart attack when I went to work on Monday. Koreans don't seem to change their styles all that much. Pretty much the only thing they do to their haircolor is get it bleached to a reddish brown, and I don't think they often do drastic length changes. Also, Koreans overreact a lot, I think. So I heard pretty much everyone in the school gasp hugely, put a hand to a chest or face, and make some shocked remark about how my hair is black and short. The first student who walked into my class didn't even realize it was me in there. She walked in, saw black hair, then turned around and walked out. I had to get her and show her my face.

As always with kids, I got mixed reviews. I think all the adults who vocalized their judgment approved, but some of the kids shouted "Terrible!" and other similar things at me. One teacher and one student said I looked like a witch, which was true. I dressed goth that day. In conclusion, I am now pleased with my head. The End.