It's amazing how opportunities come when time is right. That is, you've got to be at the right place, in the right clothes, at the right time! The feeling of coincidence is just so great, and precisely the same feeling I have not been experiencing for quite some time. Hmm, that shows how long I haven't been out shopping. I still remember how always lucky I was, whenever I was roaming aimlessly around Orchard, and I'm bound to bang into SALEs which helped me save aLOT of money. Then there was this time where we ended up in flea market - my first encounter with flea market, where we really got loads for a puny price.
I feel obliged to tell all of you this. I CHANGED HAIRSTYLE.
Yes, again. I know, I know just what you people are gonna say. Shh. I say for you all.
It was a month ago when I last cut my hair. And a month later, I got it even shorter.
Shorter means SHORTer. It's not even touching my shoulders heheh.
The story went like this. Xiruo, laogong and me ran off to parkway immediately when we were released. Then after much pondering Xiruo decided to have her hair cut at REDs. OOh. So laogong and I were both accompanying her inside the salon. Then a lady came over and asked us if we were interested to be her 'models'.
"But I've just cut my hair!" were both our exclaims. Guess it didn't do much to lessen the impact her tempting words had on us and so out of curiosity both of us said ok. It started with two, and extended to five of us in the end, with the addition of Pear and Thu and Yunfei.
I shall now tell you about what happened when we were in the salon, from eight to ten. Yes, two hours of having the professionals fussing over your hair. Just how great the feeling that was! Can you imagine? REDs is a salon which I'll always dream to enter, but will never have the chance to as long as I'm not finacially promoted. So you see? JUST HOW COOL IS THAT MAN!
There was this guy, whom we presumed to be the hairstylist advisor, who went around playing with our hair and giving instructions how to cut every strand of hair and create a look that's either so close to who we are, or suit us the most. Just one outcome - as long as you are open enough to change, you'll get a satisfactory result.
And indeed! When he came around, the first thing he did was to ruffle my hair and said "Hmm, we'll give you something bold." Then he went on, taking tresses of my hair from different parts and told the hairdresser the way in which she should cut to create the effect he had in mind. Then I caught something like "have it something like a bob..." Wah BOB? It was that kind of hair I've parted with for... I lost count of how many years already. So bob is back for me?
Question marks kept sprouting as they were like beans, and curosity was burning from within. Staring at the reflection, watching every single detail they did to my hair, and seeing the transformation was simply great! I was very delighted at how my hair suddenly looked thicker after they did all the funny stuffs. And the greatest part was definitely having that advisor playing around with my hair, with him always saying "we shall me bold.. this girl has hair that we can play around with.. must be wild.. make it nice..." and all sorts of comments I just never bothered to remember because I was just too absorbed in looking at him running his fingers through my hair!
And all of us walked out of REDs at 10pm, transformed. And vanity being a major component of women(ok ME la ME) we just couldn't stop looking at every mirror possible. Wahaha. And I was saying should start investing on moouse, hair wax blablabla.
Pear:"Aww bye bye long hair..."
Mouse:"Oh ya! Ya bye bye my long hair... And hi hi hair moouse!"
But all thanks to my roomate, who brought us there in the first place. Had she not gone into REDs, this 'modelling' would be unheard of.
Clothes aren't gonna make me broke.
Food isn't gonna make me broke.
Shoes definitely not gonna make me broke.
Hair products ARE gonna make me broke.
And I can forsee waking up even earlier to get my look for school.
I start to wonder how Looneys are gonna respond to.. err.. my look.
I begin to think that metrosexuals are charming. They have poise and style in almost every single little thing they do. The way they dress, the way they talk, and even the way when they don't talk(you know who I'm referring to) hahaha. But then again, despite all these, I don't think I can tolerate a metro boyfriend. Hmm.
