I saved three photos and a Google translation to my iPod and headed over to the salon in the Walmart T100 building today to get a haircut. Ian came for moral support. I'm pretty amicable about my hair, so I don't worry too much about the outcome. The guy brave enough to deal with the foreigner read my translation, looked at my pictures and said, "Okay!"
Before. Definitely in need of taming. Ian said I looked like I should be giving a child a lecture on the importance of Hanukkah.
It's a crappy iPod picture (low light, damn it!), but I really liked my outfit today. My take on the Canadian tuxedo (denim on denim).
Ian was also a little 80s today with his windbreaker. His grumpy face transcends fashion eras, though.
After the first wash. In China you get your hair washed twice during a haircut, once before to clean you up and once after to get rid of all the little hairs.
My basic instructions to the stylist were, long on top, very short on the sides, a little longer in the back. He looked very serious during the haircut. I bet it's very stressful to provide a service as subjective as a haircut when you can't communicate with your client. But, he did a great job, and was visibly relieved when I gave him a thumbs up. Asian haircuts are all about hard lines, so they don't grow out well. Most people I've asked (women) get their hair cut every four weeks. That's a bit more frequent than the 6-8 week cycle most Americans (that I know) follow. I'll be returning to the same salon in about 4 weeks when my hair gets scraggly again (I got my hair cut about every 6 weeks in the States). It doesn't seem like stylists are familiar with curly hair here, neither stylist I went to dried my hair correctly, but that's okay. My hair is baby fine by Caucasian standards, so here it's pretty much just fluff. I love the cut (super Asian) but the styling (super Asian soccer mom) made me giggle. It'll be better when the curl returns.
A blow out and hairspray, yay!
As tall as it could be.
We spent the rest of the day wandering and goofing around because the air quality was pretty decent. We wanted to see Gravity, but it turns out that it opens on Wednesday, so we hung out at Starbucks after our walk instead (this one had soy milk!).
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