You might recall that the last time I got my hair cut, I went to the Paul Mitchell school and paid $22, including tip. At the time, I was pretty happy with it. For the money, at least, it was a pretty decent cut. I noticed that the stylist didn’t use the techniques I was used to when she added the layers to my hair, but I didn’t think too much of it at the time.
As my hair grew out, however, I realized that it appeared to be one length and simply didn’t maintain the shape I would have expected. The layers were indiscernible, and fluffy at the end. To put it simply, my hair looked very blah.
And I realized that I didn’t want to go back to the school. My hair is my favorite feature. Despite the increasing number of white hairs, it’s still the one thing about my appearance that I’m happiest about. That makes it worth spending some money on.
I looked up the salons at the closest mall, and picked one that was upscale but reasonably priced. I ended up with a junior stylist who charged the starting price of $55. (I paid $66 with tip.) Even a junior stylist at an upscale salon is far better than one coming out of beauty school, of course, and I ended up with the exact cut I wanted and a fabulous blowout.
I don’t get my hair cut very often, and I should be able to go at least four months before I need another cut. So I’m very willing to pay an extra $44 if it means I spend the next four months feeling good about my hair.