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| - I really hate to rain on the parade here because, honestly, the people here are super fantastic. So friendly and welcoming, it makes me feel bad to say anything negative!
But, I have to. I read the reviews here and thought the place sounded great. I didn't read anything about blowouts, which is what I went in for, but decided to take a chance even though it did give me slight pause.
I walked into a salon that looked like it had been sprayed with all things punk. I'm used to sort of boutique salons, so to see all of the things on the wall (posters with crude sayings, just jumbled messes of stuff) and around the area where I was supposed to get my hair done really freaked me out. But, okay, I was already there.
They put me with Erica who is a really nice girl. I told her what I wanted and we went to the back to get a wash. That went okay so we went back to her chair which I think she shares as she doesn't have a station. My first really big 'Oh man, I need to go' was when I realized the chair, if not facing completely forward, was out of view of the mirror. That meant I couldn't see what was going on. It's vital for me to be able to see what someone is doing the first time they blow out my hair. I asked to be facing forward and she did that, but she couldn't really manage that way based on the way my hair turned out.
I asked for a sleek, flat, smooth blowout with a little curl on the end and hair toward my face in the front. It's a rare thing when I can't get that to happen with a stylist, but my hair turned out to be full of body with really crazy looking ends. I told her we needed to stop because my hair was not going to get the way I wanted if we kept going. She insisted that it would, but I insisted she just flat iron it (which I avoid like the plague if I can help it to keep from damaging my already dry, colored hair). Also, she had a blow dryer without the attachment that keeps the grate over the mouth of the dryer from coming in contact with hair. I saw that and knew I wasn't going to get a great blowout. She also kept burning my head by keeping the mouth of the dryer too close and instead of combing my hair, she ran some product through my hair and then started drying, making my hair tangled and causing me pain when she tried to blow dry her way through the knots. OUCH.
Every time I motioned that she was burning my head or pulling my hair she just acted like I hadn't done anything. No acknowledgment or question about what I was frantically gesturing for. Yikes.
Anyway, finally got my hair board straight with a flat iron and it looked good, but I really didn't want that. I'd say if you're just looking for a simple blow out to find someplace else. As for color and cut, I don't know and I don't really trust a place to do that to my hair if they can't blow it out right.
You may like this place, the people are really just great, but the decor is loud and distracting and the blow out was a failure.
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