Haircuts

Okay, so I admit that I have reached new levels of cheapness. I mean, okay, I know i need to get a job, I'm just really procrastinating. But in the meantime (while I continue to procrastinate) I have been playing the "budgeting" game...which it turns out is way more fun then I ever thought it would be...although, some of my ideas on ways to save cash may not be the most sound....like using Wal-mart for their eye exam services (I mean, what kind of doctors work at Wal-mart?)...I haven't actually used them yet, but they are on my list of people I need to call, as I have run out of contacts, and am feeling uber-geeky wearing my glasses all of the time (even though my best friend tried to make me feel better by calling them "artsy chic). Or chosing a dentist because I recieved a coupon in the mail for this guy...(I've actually scheduled an appointment for him, I'll let you know if it turns out to be super dodgy)....And instead of eating meat I've been eating TVP (Textured Vegetable Protein) because a bag of it only costs like 85 cents and lasts for almost a month...and I mean its like tofu, it sucks up the flavor of the sauces....it just looks funny, but you get used to it.

Today, I decided i couldn't deal with my hair anymore...okay it's something I've been thinking about for awhile, because for some reason I have become obsessed with Paris...and want to look like I am a Parisienne (I've yet to actually wander around with a french accent...but I think that will be tomorrow's little adventure, as I deal with the evil contractors who are suppose to work on the house.) I think this is because I have been studied the spring collections for jewelry ideas and have found this Paris designer that I love and am now obsessed with (although, I don't think I will find her clothes in Colorado) Isabel Marant. Anyhow, after a journey to the fabric store to pick out some stuff so that I could attempt to imitate one of her scarves, I wandered into a Cost cutters to chop my hair....on so many levels I knew it was a bad idea....but again, I had a coupon, and I really have been having fun with my little saving money game...so I figured, how bad could cost cutters be? I mean they are every where, and people go to them all the time, so the stylists can't be complete fuck-ups?....of course, on average my haircuts usually cost about 6 times what cost cutters cost...and maybe that is because my normal stylist actually takes the time to work with my hairtype, and quite simply...she has awesome hair....

The stylist at costcutters...was wearing a football jersey and had a bad perm and 80's bangs....you know where she looks like she used an entire can of aqua-net and her whole head shines of gel, giving them whole Wet-look impression....my gut instinct was to turn around and walk out when i saw her...but then I focused on the "game" of saving money and that strange desire to look like a girl that eats pain chocolat for breakfast (but doesn't gain weight), and wears strange Isabel Marant scarves...essential I wanted "i'm too cool to care" hair...so I stayed and gave the stylist very, clear instructions on how to cut my hair....I'm not sure how it happened...actually I do know how it happened...I went to cost cutters, and expected a miracle...when at the end of the day, they don't really know how to do anything except like 3 haircuts...so I walked out of the salon looking not like an artsy girl at a cafe in Paris, but like Rachel from friends....from 10 years ago...when her haircut was awesome.

I've learned my lesson...maybe somethings are too important to be cheap with...and until my hair grows out, I'm wearing it in a very small pony tail.