My 1st Haircut in Holland

I broke down and got my first haircut.  It had been a long time coming and I just couldn't put it off anymore.  The last straw being the fact that I resembled a shaggy Hank Williams Jr. when I put on my aviators.  So I had to do something...

Ian and Sara both had an appointment for a hair trim.  So while I was there, I checked the place out and made my own appointment.

So at 9 o'clock the next morning morning, I showed up as the first customer of the way.  In all retrospect, I think my first sign of the cut-to-come should have been the weird looks she kept giving my hair...  At one point, she even said, "How did they cut your hair before?!"   To that, I replied that it had been almost half a year since I had my last style, but I went ahead and told her all about what it had looked like and how they had cut it.  Even with my explanation, it didn't click to her.  And that made me a bit sad, cause I loved my old haircut... 

But none the less, I let her keep doing her thing.  After all, how bad could it possible get since I just asked for a no-hassle trim?!  ....Mmm hmmm... 

Long story short, everything went pretty well up until the end.  Another sign I should have seen was the fact that just parted my hair obviously wrong...  So when she went to cut my bangs, it was parted wrong.  And try as she may, she just couldn't get them to stay combed over and lay as she had cut them.  Fortunately, they still looked normal laying to the other side.  And then as I thought she was finished, she kept going...  This is where I should have stopped her...  Not only did she cut my bangs as I had asked, but she also took her own (Dutch) initiative to make some angles around my face fading into the length of my hair...

...And now, I look like a mom.  As if my job didn't make me look maternal enough, now my hair does.

Oh, and  I still look like Hank Williams Jr. with my sunglasses.  So problem not solved.  I guess this will just have to be a lesson learned.  Chances are, if you see mostly butch haircuts and men walking out of a stylist, that is her specialty.  So might now wanna go to her if you expect the au natural elegant look.  Next time, I'll know.  (But I really hope there doesn't have to be a next time while I am in Holland...   I'm just not a fan of their style--at all.)