New Cut on the Block
I just got back from a long walk, and much needed heart to heart, with a newish friend I met at the church I started going to. It couldn't have come at a better time. After not only praying for God to provide some more friends for me, as well as praying for some other things going on in my life, and subsequently getting frustrated at God for not "answering" my prayers (exactly when I wanted), He provided the perfect situation with someone who could offer me a way of thinking I'd certainly never come up with alone.
Okay, I guess I'm done being mad at God.. He showed me again how He really is in control even when my human nature and impatience tells me otherwise. It amazes me that He took care of me by providing a wise opinion and caring gesture from someone who barely knows me.
Now, something that didn't go as well today is my haircut. I had an appointment today at a chic place downtown. It's one of the places that has modern architecture and cool chairs, etc. I have never been there before, but the last time I got my hair cut (from LONG to shoulder-length) I got it done at the other chic place downtown. I liked parts of the haircut from that place, but other parts not, so I decided to try this new place. Besides, they had a great "haircut junior" deal, which simply included a haircut and 10 highlights for 45 euros total. The last places I'd been, including a couple other not so fancy salons, had all been considerably more expensive than that.
So I went there not having a real clear-cut idea of what I wanted, but knew I wanted it to be short. Since the last haircut, my hair had already grown out to a couple inches below my shoulders. So I wanted it to at least be above my shoulders. Well, the stylist convinced me that with my hair I'd need several layers in order for it to not be bottom heavy, since I have such thick hair. I said I straighten my hair and it's not a problem, and more laying would just add unwanted volume.
Alas, when do hair stylists ever listen to their customers (at least here in Berlin)? Three hours later I walked out with no hair left. Okay, of course that's somewhat exaggerated, but it is really, really short. I've never had my hair this short. I'll try to explain it: the bottom layer is right above my shoulers with the top layer above my ears, with a lot of blended layering in between. From the back it is really poofy and almost looks like bird feathers. To be fair, it is actually a good haircut, but my hair is just too thick for this style. It actually looks cute from the front. But when it grows out a little I'll want to have that bottom layer trimmed so it's more like a pixie style instead of in all different layers. And maybe I'll go to a cheap, crummy-looking place where they actually listen. I think the problem with these "professionals" is that they think they know more than I do about my hair.
I've always had a thing for hair and have even been accused about being anal-retentive about my hair. But I just can't imagine going out in public with messy, frizzy, or poofy hair. Without my longer hair I feel like I'm not quite as girly, but I know it'll grow back fast. I think I just feel older and am not ready to take on this look yet. It is cute, though, I guess. I will just have to get used to it!
But while I was there a British American lady came in for a "wash, dry, and curl." Oh, the rich. We ended up chatting for awhile. She's visiting from NY where she and her surgeon husband have an apartment in NYC and a house on Long Island. They're in Berlin visiting their novelist daughter while she speaks at the American Writers Association, or something of that nature. Her book, "History of Love," as well as her husband's novel are both now in stores in Germany as well as America. It was an interesting conversation.
Tomorrow I am going to my bible study leader's church. It meets on Sunday afternoons. Tonight I went to the church I've been trying out for the past several weeks. It meets on Sat. evenings. I'm glad these churches meet later because I don't know how motivated I'd be to wake up on a Sunday morning and go to church. It's one thing when you can roll out of bed and zip on over to church in the car, but here in Berlin, you pretty much always have to give yourself at least 30 minutes to get anywhere. And when it's the decision about getting up for a 10:30 service and taking the subway or staying in bed, the answer comes fairly easy to me.
Now that the weather has officially turned "fall," i.e., gray, rainy and cold, I've been leaving my windows shut more. The only problem with that is that the air is so bad in this apartment that it gets thick and starts to smell like stale cigarette smoke. I must be getting wafts of it from the neighbors. When it doesn't smell like cigarettes it smells like renovation. Ever since I moved in after it'd been freshly renovated, it's had a weird smell to it that doesn't ever fully go away with candles and poporri. Anyway, that means I try to leave the windows cracked all day with the heat off. When I come home I shut the windows and maybe turn on the heat, or just bundle up. But then when I go to bed I crack the window again so I can get fresh air during the night. I stay nice and warm under my thick duvet....ahh, cozy.
Okay, I guess I'm done being mad at God.. He showed me again how He really is in control even when my human nature and impatience tells me otherwise. It amazes me that He took care of me by providing a wise opinion and caring gesture from someone who barely knows me.
Now, something that didn't go as well today is my haircut. I had an appointment today at a chic place downtown. It's one of the places that has modern architecture and cool chairs, etc. I have never been there before, but the last time I got my hair cut (from LONG to shoulder-length) I got it done at the other chic place downtown. I liked parts of the haircut from that place, but other parts not, so I decided to try this new place. Besides, they had a great "haircut junior" deal, which simply included a haircut and 10 highlights for 45 euros total. The last places I'd been, including a couple other not so fancy salons, had all been considerably more expensive than that.
So I went there not having a real clear-cut idea of what I wanted, but knew I wanted it to be short. Since the last haircut, my hair had already grown out to a couple inches below my shoulders. So I wanted it to at least be above my shoulders. Well, the stylist convinced me that with my hair I'd need several layers in order for it to not be bottom heavy, since I have such thick hair. I said I straighten my hair and it's not a problem, and more laying would just add unwanted volume.
Alas, when do hair stylists ever listen to their customers (at least here in Berlin)? Three hours later I walked out with no hair left. Okay, of course that's somewhat exaggerated, but it is really, really short. I've never had my hair this short. I'll try to explain it: the bottom layer is right above my shoulers with the top layer above my ears, with a lot of blended layering in between. From the back it is really poofy and almost looks like bird feathers. To be fair, it is actually a good haircut, but my hair is just too thick for this style. It actually looks cute from the front. But when it grows out a little I'll want to have that bottom layer trimmed so it's more like a pixie style instead of in all different layers. And maybe I'll go to a cheap, crummy-looking place where they actually listen. I think the problem with these "professionals" is that they think they know more than I do about my hair.
I've always had a thing for hair and have even been accused about being anal-retentive about my hair. But I just can't imagine going out in public with messy, frizzy, or poofy hair. Without my longer hair I feel like I'm not quite as girly, but I know it'll grow back fast. I think I just feel older and am not ready to take on this look yet. It is cute, though, I guess. I will just have to get used to it!
But while I was there a British American lady came in for a "wash, dry, and curl." Oh, the rich. We ended up chatting for awhile. She's visiting from NY where she and her surgeon husband have an apartment in NYC and a house on Long Island. They're in Berlin visiting their novelist daughter while she speaks at the American Writers Association, or something of that nature. Her book, "History of Love," as well as her husband's novel are both now in stores in Germany as well as America. It was an interesting conversation.
Tomorrow I am going to my bible study leader's church. It meets on Sunday afternoons. Tonight I went to the church I've been trying out for the past several weeks. It meets on Sat. evenings. I'm glad these churches meet later because I don't know how motivated I'd be to wake up on a Sunday morning and go to church. It's one thing when you can roll out of bed and zip on over to church in the car, but here in Berlin, you pretty much always have to give yourself at least 30 minutes to get anywhere. And when it's the decision about getting up for a 10:30 service and taking the subway or staying in bed, the answer comes fairly easy to me.
Now that the weather has officially turned "fall," i.e., gray, rainy and cold, I've been leaving my windows shut more. The only problem with that is that the air is so bad in this apartment that it gets thick and starts to smell like stale cigarette smoke. I must be getting wafts of it from the neighbors. When it doesn't smell like cigarettes it smells like renovation. Ever since I moved in after it'd been freshly renovated, it's had a weird smell to it that doesn't ever fully go away with candles and poporri. Anyway, that means I try to leave the windows cracked all day with the heat off. When I come home I shut the windows and maybe turn on the heat, or just bundle up. But then when I go to bed I crack the window again so I can get fresh air during the night. I stay nice and warm under my thick duvet....ahh, cozy.
posted by Heidi at 4:13 PM
1 Comments:
Hey pooch,
I'm getting pretty anal about my hair again too. It's too grown out on the bottom layers, but the top layers are still too short. I don't know what to do. I need to make an appointment for this week or next for a trim and highlights. If you get around to taking a picture somehow, I'd like to see the new hair cut :)
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