I had my bi-annual dermatologist appointment last week, and for the fourth time in two years, my…read moredoctor encouraged me to leave a review for Erika Nicholson.
I spent years meeting with specialists and artists on how they could camoflauge a scar that bothers me greatly.
I picked up Erika's card after an exam, contacted her, and she presented herself, her passion, and her skill with confidence.
My first appointment lasted over three hours. I paid in full and listened to her talk the entire time. I am fair-skinned, and she blamed my skin for her lack of progress. Not her wasting time or lack of experience.
My follow-up went the same way, except this time she was able to leave a permanent dark circle around my scar, making it incredibly more noticeable. My family was horrified. The third time, my Mom came with me to help keep Erika focused. That was another failed visit, as Erika invited three of her friends into the room with me during my appointment. And talked. And talked. It was rowdy and unprofessional.
This scar was given to me by my violent ex-husband before I worked up the the courage and means to leave. It was the last time he attacked me in one of his favorite ways. It is on my shoulder and I have completely changed the way I dress because of it.
I called Erika again and told her I was not happy, that was hard to do. She agreed to amend her work. When I arrived, she exclaimed that it looked great. What?? Her definition of good is unique. She developed a perfect color and rubbed it in so the scar was disguised for the first time ever. This was a topical preview and I was very excited, but instead of exercising any efficiency and getting started, Erika again outlined the pale scar further while taking a call from her bank regarding a disputed charge against her work by another woman. I listened as Erika's compassion turned into complete profit-driven righteousness. She was livid and smug, telling the bank that her customer had signed away her rights to refuse payment, tough luck.
Some of you may have heard my story from Erika, as she uses it to sell her services. With full knowledge that my scar is clearly more defined than ever, this knowledge eats me up. Erika never finished her job, and worse, has not once called or texted to follow up. Not. Once.
I am disgusted. My dermatologist is sickened, and my friends and family are upset and saddened that such a long and hopeful search for solution landed me in the hands of a fraud.
Erika, I paid anything you asked and tipped generously. You took advantage of a delicate pain and misrepresented your talent. You are well aware that your work more than disappointed. I see it now and finally write your many-times-requested review. I kept holding out that you would pull through and I could leave positive feedback. You made a bad thing worse, and never owned it. Didn't even try to make things right, and clearly, I am not alone.
I changed my phone number, please don't try to claim that you called or texted, I did it last week.
I can be contacted at redheadsdontcry@gmail.com, should you so choose.
And starting now, please cease using my story of abuse and survival to sell your business. You have no ownership here, and to call this a failure would imply that you tried.
Maybe some women have had success with this business, I certainly hope so. However, if anyone else has a story to swap, feel free to email me, as well. Or post it here. You will observe that reviews of this business are hard to find, and certainly not plainly offered.
