scary day.

okay so here's a little update on what happened on monday.
i was going to do my friends hair for a contest for wella color, called trend vision. i was very excited, and i wanted to start with the cut first then do the color. my friend, mary, has A TON of hair. i mean... more hair than anyone i have ever met in my entire life. so i was ready to get this show on the road. she talked me into cutting her hair at a 90, which means pulling the hair straight out from the head. i wasn't comfortable with this because of what i'd done on mannequins once or twice before, like 4 months ago. but if that's what she wanted.. well customer is always right. lol.

so i start cutting and i instantly hate it. i'm freaking out and about to cry. then i start to get comfortable after other people reassured me that it looked fine and i was freaking out for nothing. but then after this cut had already taken me 3 hours, and i was about to work on the front, i messed up the angle she wanted. i quickly gave up, went and got my instructor, and my instructor is helping me, and telling me i didn't do a bad hair cut, i just lost my guide, which is code for "you really messed this up."

this my friends, made me want to give up being a hair dresser. for those of you that know me, you know i love hair and make up, but this wasn't my original dream, so it's much easier for me to give it up. however, by the end of the week, i'll have 1000 hours and be ready for my last 500 hours in school. [:

i, eventually, want to go back to school for a business degree, but that may end up being an online thing while i'm working... wherever i end up working. lol.

but, anyways, back to the subject.

today, i spent all evening at school doing the same haircut i did on mary, on miss kim, and finding where i did wrong. miss kim has terrible hair, (miss kim is a mannequin - btw) and i did five haircuts on her today to figure it out. she turned out great. well, as great as miss kim can get. and now i'm back to feeling confident.

have you ever wanted to give something up, because you felt like you tragically messed it up?

xx -
hope