What is it about the hairdresser’s chair that sends even the most confident women into submissive silence? I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve sat down in an unflattering black robe completely tongue-tied and too afraid to tell the hairdresser that, “No, actually I genuinely did just want a trim”.
Apart from meekly showing them a photograph that I had envisioned would look good, I let the various hairdressers I’ve visited take the lead, doubting my own knowledge of what I wanted and agreeing with whatever they said.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve never left with a purple mohawk or anything, but it was never quite what I was after – because I hadn’t successfully communicated to them what I wanted.
Other times I’d get a nasty surprise when I went to pay after discovering that what I thought could cost no more than $300, was actually more like $500. I had myself to blame because I was too afraid to ask them for a quote at the start. Watch: Mia Freedman asks her hairdresser how to get the perfect cut every time. Post continues after video.
This time I decided to do something different.
It helped that I was at my wit’s end with my hair. Over six months since I’d had a bad DIY hair dye decision fixed, my hair was still not where I wanted it. The highlights had turned brassy and my regrowth made the top half of my hair look dull, dull, dull. With an important event on that weekend, I booked in at my local hairdressers to get it sorted out.