Despite their glowing reviews, I was horrified with my experience with Lash Affair. The reason I decided to make the $150 "investment" of fake lashes was because I redeemed a limited time Facebook offer from them that took 20% off. My appointment was yesterday (June 4) and here's what happened:
I live 45 minutes outside the city and was in town for another appointment in the morning. I am still recovering from a cold, so I thought I would take a chance and call to see if they could squeeze me in while I was already in the city. I called. No answer but the voicemail said I could text the same number, so I did. Immediate response saying they were booked solid. Fair enough.
When I got to the home-based business, there was a sign on the door directing people to make their way downstairs. The studio basement is set up with an open concept and everyone was working on a client. I walked right into the middle of it. A little intimidating but whatever. Everyone looked up. NO ONE said HI. One girl literally snaps "Do you have the flu? Because you can't be here if you have the flu?"
Completely caught off guard, I answer "no" but my voice is still hoarse from having lost it. She replies "If you're sick, you need to rebook. We can't get sick from you and end up canceling all our appointments." Keep in mind, this is in front of everyone and she is shouting this across the room at me.
I remind her that I texted I was getting over a cold but don't think I am contagious anymore. She asked me if I was sure so at this point, I am feeling a little berated. No one offers me to sit down, so I awkwardly make my way to the couch. Having just drove 45 minutes, it would have been nice if they had responded told me in the morning that rebooking was an option. They have strict 24 hour cancelation policy and I couldn't remember if I had to give them my credit card info when I got the special Facebook offer.
It's 3:15 - the exact time of my appointment but no one looks near done. My appointment is with Courtney, as I find out later. While I wait for 20 minutes, I look for the Facebook offer in my email so I can confirm the price before we start. Two clients finish and still no one acknowledges me until one directs me to find and fill out the paperwork on my own. I take the opportunity to ask my price question.
"No, you have to have it," Courtney says firmly. I tell her I don't have a printer and she says that I can show her the email, so I look again before she interrupts saying "we can't wait for you to find it. It's cutting into your appointment time and you'll have to rebook." At this point, I'm reaching my limit. I quietly say to her, "I've been trying to find it for the 20 minutes I've been waiting. Weren't we suppose to start at 3:15?" Courtney replies it's 3:30. I am then forced to show her THAT email (booking confirmation) which clearly showed 3:15. They then force me to make a decision so I reluctantly pick out the style (Kardashian) and type of lash that I want.
By the time I lay down on the table, I am practically shaking. I try to relax. Emily is the girl who ends up doing my lashes and tells me that they will ease me into the Kardashian and are giving me "The Mariah" instead. They ask why I am getting them done and I explain I have an appointment at Klienfield's in New York where they film yes to the dress and so I am pretty excited to go.
Despite Courtney being on the other side of the room she snaps "Randy has seen our work before. We send lots of girls to him. Anyone can go, you know. You have to audition to be on the show."
With my eyes covered and the work already started, I lay there awkwardly and respond "I don't know what will come of it but I am just glad to be able to do that with my mom."
So, I get a sense of the kind of atmosphere I'm in and try to remain as quiet as possible. The girl working on me tries to make small talk but then tells me to stop talking because my lashes flutter when I talk.
Also, despite their deep concerns about catching germs, NO ONE WEARS GLOVES. A little concerning with how close they get to the eye.
Stupidly, I bought a Groupon for them that morning, which had a signifigant discount. They wouldn't honour it of course. Said I would have to come back. I definitely won't be. Probably would have been less nerve wracking to set my $100 on fire.
And the work they pride themselves on? The next morning, I woke with most of the lashes from my right corner missing despite not washing or touching my face at all.
Needless to say, this was a horrible experience. I suspect most girls are happy with their work because of all the likes and positive reviews they get and maybe that's why I was so shocked to have been treated the way I have been. Even if the work had been exceptional, I wouldn't go back simply because of how I was treated. Buyer beware. read more