The Most Ridiculous Day

Hey,

So today I had my interview at the College for my apprenticeship placement. 

Even over the phone they said to me it would be merely a formality (as I've been to the College already for an assessment of my English and Maths skills and a quick interview) and oh boy was it.

I literally came in, sat down, watched them do some paperwork, asked one question then left. That was it.


However, there's a whole big story behind that which bugged me so badly when I finished my 10 minute "interview".

First, let me introduce you to my new shoes. Public Desire, nude patent perspex heels. Gorgeous, right? They're not for everyone (my boyfriend hates them) but I bloody love them. They're so cool and classy.

Anyways, I thought as I only got them yesterday I'd wear them today. They're quite a tight fit so I struggle a little with the zip, especially as the zip has sticky patent fabric beneath it which seems like a bit of a design fault.

 

I set off to catch the train to Exeter at about 3:25, knowing I'd need to be there in good time to catch the train at 3:53. I got there in the nick of time as this asshole in front of me was driving so slowly and so over-carefully that it took me double the time it ususally does to get to the station. By the time I've walked there in my new heels the train is just driving away. Great.

I step back into my car and realise I'm gonna have to drive all the way to Exeter. I didn't want to do this as it was 4:00 and I'd be heading into rush hour traffic but I now had no choice. I took my heels off for the long drive and began barefoot.

The drive was fairly normal. I didn't encounter as much traffic as I was expecting and actually arrived earlier than I expected to. I also had just the right amount of change to pay for parking - that was my one stroke of luck today!

However when I went to put my shoes back on I managed to somehow rip a massive chunk of skin out of my finger on the zip. Fantastic! I would now have to go to my interview with a gross, pus-dripping finger. Yay!


Anyways, after all that stupid trouble I have a placement at the college. Which I was expecting anyway.

So much trouble for a 10 minute interview!

Ah well,

- Alice

My Experience at the Hairdressers and What it's Taught Me

Hey,

So as I mentioned before I have a sew-in weave in my hair at the moment.

It's 4 rows of 18 inches of human hair, doubled-over wefts. It's super thick and long and I absolutely love it.

I had my first re-application appointment last week as it had been 8 weeks and my natural hair had grown out and it needed to be tightened. That's the only slight drawback with weaves as opposed to keratin bonds or nano rings: you need to go to the hairdresser every 6-8 weeks as opposed to every 3-6 months.

However the massive positive is that there's no sticky glue or knotted rings in your hair, which is the reason why I wanted a weave. They're also waaay thicker than individual strand extensions and so much quicker to apply. It's taken about an hour and a half both times for my stylist to attatch the weave.

When I went for my appointment I saw it as a really good opportunity. I would be having my hair shampooed and conditioned, and a head massage in the salon so it was the perfect time for me to learn. Well, I thought at least.

I wasn't prepared for the fact that my hair would be a little matted after the removal of the weave. After a few tugs and pulls in the chair I felt alright about my hair. But when I got to being shampooed and conditioned, the tugging and pulling on the matts during the 'comb through' was so painful! And it made me wonder: why are hairdressers taught to comb from top to bottom?

I've always combed my hair from bottom to top as long as I've known it to reduce the pain of detangling, and also to protect the integrity of my hair. It seemed so strange to me that while my hair was in it's weakest state (wet!) they were tugging and pulling at it from root to tip with a hair brush. It makes me shudder a little now just remembering the intense pain in my scalp.

From this experience I've definitely learned that I'm totally right in thinking we should brush from tip to root; even if a professional stylist has told me otherwise. I'd rather do it wrong than have a client feel so uncomfortable as I did the other day.

Despite this, I'll never give up the weave! I love it so much. Just maybe I'll try and avoid the matting this time (although I was told my hair was much better than most peoples'... I dread to think how their scalps felt)

Anyway that's just what was on my mind for now. I'll be starting the job on Friday, and tomorrow is my last day of work in my old job.

Exciting times!

- Alice

June 2016 Recap

Hey,

So I haven't posted much lately for several reasons.

One being that I've been away. I've had a couple of weeks holiday in Manchester with my boyfriend which was lovely, and I didn't feel the need to break away from that to post.

Second is that I really don't have a lot to say at the moment. I won't be starting my job at the hairdressers until July the 1st, so on the topic of hairdressing I've currently run dry.


To be honest this post was mostly self-gratuitous, just to prove I could post at least once a month (ha!)

I promise I'll be writing more when I'm into the swing of things with my training,

Alice x x x