Continuation with the previous post on why I looked like a humanoid doll/poodle in my 2nd LOTD pic.
Well, that's because for this and next week, GWC's Sephora is having free hair styling services! That means complimentary curling or straightening with Sephora's hair irons and Fekkai products. And as slaves beauty advisors, of course we'll have to get our hair done to set an example.
Which is why one fine morning, my assistant supervisor grabbed and pushed a whimpering me into a chair and started curling my hair. This was the result at the end my 12 hr work day and after a vicious comb-through in attempt to loosen the very springy curls.



Ahhh, it looks okay here cos the curls have already loosened quite a bit after my comb-through and by humidity. But it was maggi mee-like springy while I was working in store, my face was fixed in a grimace 80% of the time due to the trauma.
But one thing I can vouch for is that the Sephora Curling/Straightening tongs are friggin' awesome!!! Seriously, the tongs give you bounciest, springiest curls ever and they can last for a whole day without loosening if you don't comb through them. All of us were really awed at the tongs, which can curl and straighten hair equally well. But they come at quite a steep price too - ahh well, price for quality.
Salute the amazing hair tongs and its amazing price tag!

Ha ha, so I've learnt my lesson well and when I spotted my assis. sup the next day, I sneakily crept away from her. If she moved to the front, I'll weasel to the back; if she took a step towards me, I'll be trying to serve some customer. It's not like I hate her hair styling - in fact, I think she's really talented in this area - but I'm really not into tight curls and it dries my hair out horribly.
But after hiding for 1/2 a day, she went "Cheryl, come and do your hair! No use hiding."
*frightened eyes darting all over the place, looking for an escape route*
In the end, I still got hauled by my collar over to the styling chair and she proceeded to do this on my hair.

Yeah, I kinda think she took pity on me and my fear of killing my hair and put my hair up in a fancy bun instead. Gosh, this felt so much better than tight, dry curls but after she was through with me, everyone asked if I was getting married.
=____= Cos the hairstyle was really like some bride's in some wedding magazine, those complicated bun styles with a poof at the crown of my head, and my bangs all front and down. Like so...


Face of a blushing bride??? Ha ha ha ha, everyone kept teasing me which really didn't help on the blushing bit on my part.

After saying all that, in the end I really still do appreciate all the effort my assis. sup had put into styling my hair and how she put in a thought for me when she did the 2nd style. I really do think she's very talented (her makeup skills are really good and she can curl her own hair with just a mirror, no external help needed) and I wish I could tell her that, but everytime she works on me, I end up being all dumbstruck and embarrassed and all I ever do is to start giggling hysterically or to hang my head in shyness. And I think I kinda hurt her feelings, which I'm very remorseful over now.
How I wish I can hold my head high, look her straight in the eye and show everyone her work proudly, but I just can't bring myself to do that. I don't know why, maybe it's not in me to want to do that kind of thing.
................ whatever, life goes on.
Thanks for reading this entry and sorry for the rant! Cheers everyone! :D