Comments on: Hairdresser Horrors! http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/ Natural Hair, Beauty, Fashion and Makeup Blog Wed, 08 Feb 2012 17:33:29 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Relaxers Review http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-1262025 Relaxers Review Thu, 26 Jan 2012 01:00:03 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-1262025 Finding the best hair dresser you like is bit hard especially in a new place. Don't worry you will find one eventually. Good Luck!! Finding the best hair dresser you like is bit hard especially in a new place. Don’t worry you will find one eventually. Good Luck!!

]]> By: barber school http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-1171985 barber school Tue, 14 Jun 2011 19:40:41 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-1171985 I know it's always a pain to try to find somewhere to go when you move to a new town - you can put it off for a bit but eventually you gotta get your hair done! I know it’s always a pain to try to find somewhere to go when you move to a new town – you can put it off for a bit but eventually you gotta get your hair done!

]]> By: Kristel Poellinetz http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-567677 Kristel Poellinetz Fri, 18 Feb 2011 07:26:35 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-567677 I have a awful toothache and no insurance :( I have a awful toothache and no insurance :(

]]> By: Mirna Poock http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-496209 Mirna Poock Tue, 11 Jan 2011 07:28:19 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-496209 I don't know the way it came up but you made a very informative post. Nice job. I don’t know the way it came up but you made a very informative post. Nice job.

]]> By: Männerunterwäsche http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-347800 Männerunterwäsche Tue, 24 Aug 2010 14:20:10 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-347800 Hi people... thank you, but why the hell does this underwear seem to be red?? Hi people… thank you, but why the hell does this underwear seem to be red??

]]> By: CJ http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-218188 CJ Tue, 10 Mar 2009 02:03:07 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-218188 I live in Richmond VA, I feel like we can be so cut off from culture and style. I did fall in love with one stylist, but she disappeared. Then the one I just went to cut off all my hair. WHY! WHY!!! because her speciality are WEAVES!!!!!!!!! So....I'm just sitting here waiting for my hair to grow out. Stylist, please convey honestly to your clients what you can and cannot do. Clients, lesson learned, do your homework. I live in Richmond VA, I feel like we can be so cut off from culture and style. I did fall in love with one stylist, but she disappeared. Then the one I just went to cut off all my hair. WHY! WHY!!! because her speciality are WEAVES!!!!!!!!!
So….I’m just sitting here waiting for my hair to grow out.
Stylist, please convey honestly to your clients what you can and cannot do. Clients, lesson learned, do your homework.

]]> By: Doris http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-116890 Doris Wed, 25 Jun 2008 18:34:42 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-116890 Oh Afrobella.... How your Bruno story brought back memories for me. I grew up always wanting to do hair. My very first haircut/relaxer was by one the most badest hair stylist that ever lived. I'll call him the Magician because he created magic on anybodies head. I started going to him when I was in high school. He did my hair for my senior pictures. I had the every Saturday morning appointment. The Magician was so good he had people coming from as far as NY and Cali to get their hair done. He was so busy that when I would arrive to get my hair done, he would just put me to work: shampooing, roller set, blow dries you name it. Before you knew it the day would go by so quickly and I would not have gotten my hair. My parents were always angry about that. Even though he paid for helping him, he would open the salon early Sunday morning to do my hair before church. After high school I started working for him as a stylist and girl the money was rolling in. Then he got to the point where he started sniffing that crap. The first time I noticed it the Magician had come from the back room and had some white stuff on his nose and I just simply went over to him playfully and wept is off. The Magician habits started to get worse and I should have left the salon but in my heart I loved him, he was my guru. My father intervened and convinced to him to get help and that was good for a while. One morning I came in to work to find two guys beating the mess out of him for drug money that he owed and like fool or just desperate to make them stop I gave them the money. Finally with tears pouring from eyes, looking at his badly beaten face, I told the Magician I couldn't take it anymore, I had to leave the salon. Some years had gone by, I was doing well and at a party I ran into the Magician, he was looking good and looking for a place to do hair because he had lost his salon, due to drugs. I invited him to come by my cousin’s salon. The Magician was so well know that my cousin was happy that he was doing better and glad to have him at her salon. Long story short. His quality of work had diminished. His heart was no longer into his work but he work because he needed the money. The Magician later found out that he had contracted AIDS. In my heart to this day I still love the Magician and miss our laughs and heart to heart talks. No matter what, even when everyone turned their backs on him because of him having AIDS, I was still there.... right by his side; to the Magician's very last breath. Such Is Life Oh Afrobella…. How your Bruno story brought back memories for me.

I grew up always wanting to do hair. My very first haircut/relaxer was by one the most badest hair stylist that ever lived. I’ll call him the Magician because he created magic on anybodies head. I started going to him when I was in high school. He did my hair for my senior pictures. I had the every Saturday morning appointment. The Magician was so good he had people coming from as far as NY and Cali to get their hair done. He was so busy that when I would arrive to get my hair done, he would just put me to work: shampooing, roller set, blow dries you name it. Before you knew it the day would go by so quickly and I would not have gotten my hair. My parents were always angry about that. Even though he paid for helping him, he would open the salon early Sunday morning to do my hair before church. After high school I started working for him as a stylist and girl the money was rolling in. Then he got to the point where he started sniffing that crap. The first time I noticed it the Magician had come from the back room and had some white stuff on his nose and I just simply went over to him playfully and wept is off. The Magician habits started to get worse and I should have left the salon but in my heart I loved him, he was my guru. My father intervened and convinced to him to get help and that was good for a while. One morning I came in to work to find two guys beating the mess out of him for drug money that he owed and like fool or just desperate to make them stop I gave them the money. Finally with tears pouring from eyes, looking at his badly beaten face, I told the Magician I couldn’t take it anymore, I had to leave the salon. Some years had gone by, I was doing well and at a party I ran into the Magician, he was looking good and looking for a place to do hair because he had lost his salon, due to drugs. I invited him to come by my cousin’s salon. The Magician was so well know that my cousin was happy that he was doing better and glad to have him at her salon. Long story short. His quality of work had diminished. His heart was no longer into his work but he work because he needed the money. The Magician later found out that he had contracted AIDS. In my heart to this day I still love the Magician and miss our laughs and heart to heart talks. No matter what, even when everyone turned their backs on him because of him having AIDS, I was still there…. right by his side; to the Magician’s very last breath.

Such Is Life

]]> By: A Most Unique Ask Afrobella | afrobella http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-116858 A Most Unique Ask Afrobella | afrobella Wed, 25 Jun 2008 13:29:55 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-116858 [...] C. Growing up in the Caribbean and having more than a few gay relatives and friends — most notably, Bruno, who I sincerely miss — made me realize in no uncertain terms how big and important a [...] [...] C. Growing up in the Caribbean and having more than a few gay relatives and friends — most notably, Bruno, who I sincerely miss — made me realize in no uncertain terms how big and important a [...]

]]> By: Maria http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-105696 Maria Sat, 01 Mar 2008 02:34:12 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-105696 Oh man I could write a book about bad relaxer stories! Thank you for sharing yours, I am from the Dominican Republic and I know all about shady salons that people just all of a sudden open. My mom told me that back in the day people would mix oven cleaner with some other stuff and make "home made relaxers." Can you imagine?!! These people were insane, yet they continued to make money off relaxers. My first relaxer was 27 yrs ago when I was 10 yrs old. I had long beautiful kinky hair and a year after the first relaxer my hair was neck length. Every time I let my hair grow it never failed, the stylist (and I use that term loosely) would either cut too much or leave the relaxer on too long and my hair would fall out. I am natural now :-) and VERY happy! My hair only grows long when I care for it myself. I remember on one occasion there was this hairdresser that swore that the Venezuelan relaxer she was using was the latest and greatest. What she didn't know was that it was super strength and she left it in my hair too long. It looked ok when she was done... 4 weeks later the sides of my hair fell out and I was left with a small tail in the back. I had to get all my hair cut off because unfortunately the relaxer made my hair fall out. Why do we take so much abuse from hairdressers? I don't get it. I haven't been to a salon in months and at this point I probably won't go back for a VERY long time. Going natural has been the best thing I ever did for myself. I love your website and blog!!!! Oh man I could write a book about bad relaxer stories! Thank you for sharing yours, I am from the Dominican Republic and I know all about shady salons that people just all of a sudden open. My mom told me that back in the day people would mix oven cleaner with some other stuff and make “home made relaxers.” Can you imagine?!! These people were insane, yet they continued to make money off relaxers. My first relaxer was 27 yrs ago when I was 10 yrs old. I had long beautiful kinky hair and a year after the first relaxer my hair was neck length. Every time I let my hair grow it never failed, the stylist (and I use that term loosely) would either cut too much or leave the relaxer on too long and my hair would fall out. I am natural now :-) and VERY happy! My hair only grows long when I care for it myself. I remember on one occasion there was this hairdresser that swore that the Venezuelan relaxer she was using was the latest and greatest. What she didn’t know was that it was super strength and she left it in my hair too long. It looked ok when she was done… 4 weeks later the sides of my hair fell out and I was left with a small tail in the back. I had to get all my hair cut off because unfortunately the relaxer made my hair fall out. Why do we take so much abuse from hairdressers? I don’t get it. I haven’t been to a salon in months and at this point I probably won’t go back for a VERY long time. Going natural has been the best thing I ever did for myself. I love your website and blog!!!!

]]> By: Clemilson http://www.afrobella.com/2006/10/26/hairdresser-horrors/comment-page-1/#comment-104154 Clemilson Fri, 22 Feb 2008 01:30:18 +0000 http://afrobella.com/?p=72#comment-104154 Holla, Yo me llamo Clemilson y estoy vivendo en Miami. Yo necessito de una persona que me ayude cuidar de mis pelos. Mi padre eres negro y mi madre italiana. Mi Hairdresser en Brasil dime para hablar con una persona que saiba trabajar com pelos de negros. Ustedes puedes ayudarme. Yo estoy vivendo en Miami Beach. Gracias Holla,

Yo me llamo Clemilson y estoy vivendo en Miami.

Yo necessito de una persona que me ayude cuidar de mis pelos.

Mi padre eres negro y mi madre italiana. Mi Hairdresser en Brasil dime para hablar con una persona que saiba trabajar com pelos de negros.

Ustedes puedes ayudarme.

Yo estoy vivendo en Miami Beach.

Gracias

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