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| - Picture it, Las Vegas - 2010.
It was my wedding day and I was off to the salon to get my hair and make-up done.
Since the salon reminded me of my appointment twice and each time told me I HAD to be early, I made sure I was there 15 minutes before my appointment.
When I arrived I had a wait a few minutes until there was time for someone to greet me and then I was escorted over to the make-up area. I should have known it was about to all go downhill when I saw the make-up artist had dark lip liner w/ nude lipstick.
When I sat down in the chair she immediately started putting foundation on my face without one single comment to me about what style of make-up, what colors, what my overall look will be, etc. No consultation at all - just right to it. I had to try and stop her a a few times to tell her what I wanted but it didn't seem to matter since she did the make-up exactly how she wanted and not at all what I requested.
I was bronzed and glittered to high heaven, I had raccoon eyes. I did NOT get my request which was a classy retro look with light false eyelashes and a ruby red lip. In fact, no lashes at all and a coral lip.
I was trying to chill out as I walked back to the waiting area because it is only make-up and although I paid $100 w/ tip for that horrific service, I know I would have time to fix it on my own once I was back to my room.
So now I am waiting for my up-do so I can be on my way to have dinner before the wedding. And time passes and more time passes. After 20 minutes of being entirely ignored, I was finally offered something to drink. After another 20 minutes, I was offered a magazine (because there is nothing in waiting area to look at). By this time, I was trying really hard to not start sobbing in the middle of the salon because I knew the rest of the evening would be a rush thanks to this hold up. If there had been time for me to go anywhere else, I would have left.
Finally after an hour of waiting, the lady was available to do my hair. Now, the girl who did my up-do was really friendly and specifically worked really fast to try and get my out of there and onto the rest of my evening. She was the ONLY good thing about this experience. I cannot blame her in the least, since it was obvious they booked as many appointments as they could with as few stylists working as possible. In fact, I believe she was the only stylist. A myriad of colorists were just hanging around starring at me but she was the only one who was constantly working the entire time I was there.
Anyway, when I left I was entirely unhappy and it was so upsetting that I really wanted to check out of Wynn altogether. Thankfully my then husband to be was being extra precious and I was happy again soon enough.
NEVER GO TO THIS SALON! All in all, I spent $250 to cry and be unhappy.
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