First of all, let me say that this positive experience was followed by an extreemly negative one. I am a natural blonde and decided that I would like to try brunette. As I have done this before, and used at home boxed hair dye, I decided to follow suit and do the same this time around. Well, long story short, after the dye job did not come out as expected, and after seeing a 'professional' to get it 'fixed' (twice) I ended up with what can only be described as an inexplicable cocktail of black, orange, red and puke color. Out of $100 and completely lacking any faith that I would ever have beautiful brunette hair I booked an appointment at sweeet salon in ocean beach (where I live).
The whole experience was nothing but positive and reasuring from here on out. I called the salon practically hystarical, demanding that I would only be seen by someone amazing and begged her not to lie and only book an appointment if she was sure I'd be safe. Although I'm sure she thought I was crazy, she was nothing but sweet and compasionate and convinced me that if I so chose to come in I would be taken care of. Unfortunately, the stylist she wanted to book me with wouldn't be available until 2 days later. Fine. If she's as good as is claimed its worth the wait.
The day of the appointment (today), I woke up nervous and scared, having convinced myself that there was no way I could get out of this and that I'd probably have to pull a Brinttney and shave my head. Not really, but I briefly considered it. Paralyzed by fear I called the salon to cancel, but who I am assuming was the same receptionist convinced me to at least come in and talk with the stylist. Baby steps. Ok, I can handle that.
What happened from here I cant even put into words, but since I'm typing this, I'll try. As soon as I sat down and faced her, word vomit began pouring out of my mouth as I described in great deal all that I had been through. She listened to every word I had to say intently, and as soon as she started talking I knew I was about to be saved. She explained what had been done and what she could do, went over my desires and assured me that there would be a happy ending to this after all. All without using too many 'insider' terms that I have no idea what they mean. Every step along the way was explained to me, and as she was talking and working it was very clear that she is a professional who takes her job seriously and knows what she is doing, all while being very warm and friendly. She even noticed while my color was processing that I was about to recieve a parking ticket, convinced the cop not to give me one, and moved my car to a new parking spot!!
After the cut and color was all done I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe my eyes. I actually had beautiful, natutal-looking brunette hair! The color was amazing, the cut was exactly what I imagined, and it all happened in under 3 hours!
This is my testimony, and anyone needing color correction should go to Sweet Salon in OB!
And the woman who did all this for me, saved me emotionally and made me feel beautiful again is Erica Whitcomb. Her business card claims she is a master stylist and color specialist and she is NOT lying!
If you read this Erica, thank you SO much! I will never go anywhere else, and I'll try to get all my friends to go to you as well! read more