I’m always afraid of visiting the hairdresser, mainly for fear of emerging looking ‘different’ (oh the horror) but sadly I HAVE to go to the hairdresser, as my highlights have become bleached out and my roots are horrid mousey brown and they appear so quickly these days. It’s a style that my husband refers to fondly as ‘badger’. I fear that I am looking like a middle aged Miley Cyrus more often than I’d like. The dark roots situation – I’ve made it my own.
So, I head off this morning in search of some colour correction and yay, wow, shocker, I found it! Long story short, I wanted to blend the dark brown roots into the yellow blonde ends so that I don’t have to keep on getting blonder and blonder to the point that people have to shield their eyes as if from the sun when they see me coming…. But colouring hair is an emotive process. I don’t know anyone who colours their hair who hasn’t got a horror story to share.
So I place myself in the capable hands of Kadesa, who apparently loves working with colour. I ask her why on earth she likes dying people’s hair – it must be one of the most stressful jobs in the world. She says that it’s only stressful when things go wrong (I can imagine!) but that generally happens when clients don’t give her the full story of what colour they’ve already had in their hair. The supermarket box types sometimes don’t agree with the imported Italian colours that Nothing Like It Salon uses. I said that it must be like glazing ceramics in a kiln, you’re not sure what’s going to come out of the oven. Kadesa laughs – in fact she’s pretty calm in the face of my jitters. She trained at Revlon and has been doing this for 6 years at the same salon, so I am in safe hands. After my 101 questions about hair dyeing, we chat about Malindi, where she’s from and I sip coffee. I’m calming down.
Once the colour is washed out (before rinsing, I keep looking into Kadesa’s eyes to see if she appears worried at the results but she’s still calm), I am handed over to David who is the new hairdresser in town and doesn’t talk much because he’s still learning English – but he’s an artist. They way he spins his comb and scissors around his fingers then teases out tresses of hair to snip reminds me of a cocktail waiter tossing shakers. He’s a perfectionist too. The hair is cut, then dried, then snipped again and I feel like I’m in safe hands – and my hair is drying and the colour is good. Phew. So far, so enjoyable!
And when I get home, the kids don’t even notice that I’ve been to the hairdresser (except that it’s 2pm and there’s no sign of lunch yet) which means that I don’t look different!
So Nothing Like It Spa (in Hardy/Karen) thank you! I’m definitely coming back for the Kadesa/David dream team and in the meantime, I feel great. To book the David and Kadesa dream team and rid yourself of the badger – Call 0721 834577, or 0726 543977