I'm a sucker for porcelain complexions and smooth hair and soft hands and feet. Because I happen not to have any of these things. My skin's, well, holding all of me in, and my hair's, well, it's on my head, thankfully, and my hands and feet work very hard and get nothing in return.
Ten days ago, I was chatting with my mum on the phone and I was pretty stressed out and close to tears so she asked me to visit a parlour for whatever I wanted, and she'd pay. This, from a woman who's only entered a beauty parlour once that I can remember. Anyway, so yesterday I finally managed to go. Went to a Chinese affair that's very close to the Lake Gardens rail crossing, called Kim Lee. Or Kim Jong. Or Kim Wah. Something like that.
Went for a shampoo and a pedicure, but they were pretty crowded and I needed to leave in a bit for work so I settled for a shampoo only. They washed my hair with L'oreal shampoo. And that's the best you can say about that. The handling was rough, the woman asked me afterwards if I wanted it dried (wtf?) and then just went to work with a blowdrier. Just a blowdrier. Nearly tore off chunks of hair because she used no conditioner. When I asked about that, another girl came over, touched my hair and said it wasn't dry enough for conditioning. Where did she learn that?
Whatever, tried to gently comb out tangles while the drying was going on. Came away with rough straw where I used to have a scalpful of hair. I do a darn better job at home. And to think I coughed up Rs. 150 for that! No conditioning, no setting, no nothing. Am never going back there and am seriously considering sticking to only the upmarket parlours in the future. Am no parlour person really so I don't know where the best places are around home.
Anyway, what with one thing and another, I gave myself one of my biennial pedicures tonight so my feet feel all nice and soft and look pretty. They are still cracked underneath but who's looking?
So am feeling pretty good about myself right now. My hands are a mess, but no point doing them up, really. No polish will last. But tmrw I'm going to work in pretty skirts that point out my feet, yay!