The other day my good friend was telling me about her humiliating experience at her weekly book club a while back. A new member attending for the first time happened to know my girlfriend from years back and didn’t know that she was a regular member. When Melissa showed up to the meeting she was excited to see the new member (and her friend from the recent past) so she walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. When the new member turned around she shouted, “oh my gosh…Melissa…I haven’t seen you in so long…how are you??” Melissa responded with a heartfelt and genuine “I’m fine thank you…it’s so great to see you! I didn’t think you lived around here anymore, but I'm so glad that you do!” The new member, (we’ll call her Jane Dopey), retorted with, “Yes I still do, and I’ve got to tell you that it’s so great to see that you’re not so thin and cute anymore! I used to be so jealous of you when you were so incredibly beautiful!” Needless to say, it hurt my girlfriend’s feelings tremendously. I was so sad when she told me that story because she IS still gorgeous and incredibly beautiful! And secondly, who would ever say such a thing?!?
I realized a lot of people say a lot of really hurtful and needless things. My mind instantly brought to surface something that had happened to me years ago. I thought it was tucked away forever; but the brain has an amazing way of triggering memories that you may or may not want to remember. However, this particular memory ended up taking a 180 recently because of Mr. Frederic Fekkai!
When I was a young impressionable woman in my late teens or early twenties I went to a salon to get a haircut. I was so excited to go to this particular salon because it was where all the really cool, rich people in the town where I grew up got their hair done. I never thought I would ever get to go there; but I had saved up some money and decided that I wanted to use my “life savings” for a trip to this really cool salon. They had popular men stylists (who also happened to be gorgeous) and they served wine and cheese and the atmosphere was really hip and the place was decorated like no beauty shop I had ever seen with my Mom or Grandma!
A few years prior to this, every boy in America had the infamous Farrah Fawcett poster on their bedroom wall. I happened to have long blonde wavy hair so I thought that Farrah’s haircut would be so cool and cute and seemed like I had the hair that would work for it.
So after waiting in the reception area for what seemed like a decade; I was finally called back to the stylist’s chair which in my mind was basically a throne fit for a princess. I sat up in it so tall (even though realistically my height was about 5ft) and proud.
The handsome male stylist asked me what hairstyle and cut I was looking for. I looked into his dreamy eyes and told him that I would like to have Farrah Fawcett’s hairstyle. He looked at me and said, “Well I can cut it and blow-dry it like that but you’re never going to look like Farrah Fawcett. So don’t think that just because you’re going to have her haircut that you’re going to be gorgeous like that.”
My heart sunk and I felt like throwing up but I just said, “oh I know that, of course not, but I’d still like that haircut because the last time I got my hair cut they did it too short and I hated it, so at least it will still be long even though I won’t be beautiful like her.”
He proceeded with cutting my hair and it was pretty; but still I was just crushed by his remark. I couldn’t even enjoy the hair or the experience that I had just spent my life savings on. However, I still left there feeling like I had the style that I had asked for and made a promise to myself be sure and never hurt someone’s feelings by saying something that doesn’t need to be said.
Thirty years later it’s 2009 and sadly Farrah has passed away. Every magazine to date has her gorgeous face and hair on their covers and she was still unbelievably beautiful. Her signature wavy locks still absolutely gorgeous!
I started to notice with all the media coverage people started noticing my wavy locks and started commenting on how my cheekbones and eye color were very similar to hers and that my hair was strikingly indistinguishable from hers.
After about the third comment I finally had to allow myself to believe it; and I felt myself grinning from ear to ear. What better woman to look like? And what a blessing to finally feel like I wasn’t a complete fool for asking for that haircut all those years ago. Additionally, the lesson I learned from it was golden just like the color of our similar hair. It never really mattered if I thought I looked like her or not…what mattered was how I felt; and that I would never hurt anyone’s feelings like that stylist did and always keep in mind that everything seems to come full circle when you keep your head held high and take the high road.
Now I realize I’m no Farrah Fawcett but I still felt pretty when people started commenting after viewing all the recent magazines. I knew that my hair was indeed gorgeous and I knew it was not only a gift of genetics but more likely from the help of a few products.
What a compliment and honor to be getting these recent remarks. I can’t even imagine anything better when it comes to compliments about my hair. This is what I’ve been using lately and has got to be what is going on.
• Weekly use of Apple Cider Clarifying Shampoo to remove residue and product build-up.
• Weekly use of Ageless Crème Luxe Hair Treatment to revive luster, health and luster of your locks.
• Daily use of Luscious Curls Shampoo to cleanse and define curls and add bounce.
• Daily use of Luscious Curls Conditioner for silky gorgeous curls without weighing them down. Defrizzes and detangles!
• Finish with Luscious Curls Waves Spray and Glossing Sheer Shine Mist.
Get curly, wavy, gorgeous and sexy hair with Frederic Fekkai! And the compliments you’ll be getting won’t be too shabby either!