Ask any woman, how much did you pay for your haircut, hair dye or treatment, and she will be reluctant to respond.
I will tell you why. It’s a lot.
Today, I went to the salon. It was time for me to have a treatment and cut my hair. It has been on my mind for a few weeks. I have been putting it off for some time. One reason was that I was just plain lazy when I did have the time. Another reason was that I was super busy and didn’t have time to go to the hairdresser. After all, we spend hours there, even if we will look incredibly stunning in the end. I want to say that the third reason is money and it could definitely be a showstopper, but as an obstacle for the lack of it, not for saving up on it. It should never ever be a woman’s obstacle. She deserves the exact hair she wants and even better.
“The one thing I won’t sacrifice on is my hair,” one friend tells me. Another one tells me it’s “the woman’s crown” or “تاج المرأة” in Arabic, and to be frank it IS a woman’s crown.
We would travel distance just to go our favorite hairdresser. Some of us would wait for months on the waiting list to get to the special curly hair stylist appointment. It’s something we really don’t want to risk.
A few years ago, I moved to Abu Dhabi and I didn’t know which hairdresser to go to. For me, all of them were new, and for me, all of them were a risk. I took a risk with a hairdresser and God did I regret it. I literally had to spend 2 years to recover from the horrible output of her work. I got depressed. It really got to me.
Not until one day, I got lost and coincidently discovered a salon that is very well known and reputable back in Cairo. I was happy. I went there. I met a hairdresser who fixed my hair (with a lot of money), and since then I stuck to him.
But guess what? One day, the salon shut down.
I was sad. I really don’t want to risk it again. I was happy and I loved my hair. My friend recommended me a Lebanese salon, she told me they are great. She told me it will be the best thing I will do. She promised me I will be happy. Her hair was fabulous, yet I was still scared.
I went to the salon after a few weeks of follow-up from my friend for an “inspection”. I told myself I will go there, I will only ask if they can do what I need without ruining my hair. I went. I asked. They seemed friendly.
I decided I will give them a try. I booked an appointment on another day and my heart was pounding, “what will happen?”
“I felt the fear and did anyway”, just like that book by Susan Jeffers.
Incredible results. I am satisfied. Now, I am sticking to the salon, and especially my favorite hairdresser. I sit politely and let him run the show. There is trust. Ask every woman getting out of a hair salon that she trusts, and you will know. Actually, don’t ask. Just watch them leaving the salon, with the new hair cut or the new hair dye and silently watch the smiles on their faces.
About a month ago, I was in Cairo, and God knows salons there are much cheaper than in Dubai. I thought about it. Maybe, I will go there. I was reluctant. I didn’t go. I waited until I am back.
The reason why?
A woman’s hair is her crown. Don’t ever forget that. Women know that by heart, so men, remember it.
Okay, let me break it down. My hair has a direct relationship with my self-image. My self-image reflects on my self-esteem. My self-esteem is my confidence and my happiness. So, if I don’t have that, then what’s the point?
Justifiable expenses, I would describe the hair salon visits. Somethings you can’t learn to do some stuff on your own. Nails you can try, but hair? Never.
On a totally unrelated note, some men feel it’s unfair to take us women on dates and pay for our dinner, but only if they knew how much we pay to maintain our beauty.