Yes, you read that right.
That's really how "salon" is pronounced here. And when it's spelled in English, that's often how it's spelled. I did regular double-takes when I saw saloon signs in the last big city I lived in, because drinking alcohol is pretty much the worst thing you could do here, besides eating pork.
So I went to check out a new saloon--ahem, salon--last evening. A friend works there part time, and she was there yesterday. So I stopped in.
It was abustle with ladies. My friend pointed out that they were a wedding party. Yes, of course. The traditional dress, really like a calf-length tunic top over pants, colorful and sparkling with beads. (This is the best depiction I'm finding of it online.) Hair was uncovered and straightened or curled. Someone was spraying gold stripes onto one girl's hair. (I can only hope it was a hair product, but I wouldn't count on it.) Others were touching up makeup. When the ladies put on makeup for a wedding here, they go all out. I said caaaked, and I meant caaaked. And, of course, hints of skin-whitening, which is as popular here as tanning products and methods are at home.
Hair extensions were hanging over a mirror. When you see someone with long locks at a wedding, chances are they aren't hers. Luscious locks are prized, but they are difficult to maintain when your hair is naturally thin and covered almost all day, every day. So extensions are popular.
The curling method was hair spray, hair spray, curling iron. More hair spray. Whatever it takes for beauty!
I sat in the corner and watched, both fascinated and droopy from a long week at work. It was fun to be in a girly environment, where head coverings were off and clothing and style choices evident. It was fun to watch my friend, whom I had never seen without a scarf on. And it was fun to make a new friend, the owner of the salon, who invited me to visit them from time to time and took my number. I think I'll have her trim my hair next week. She proudly told me that she knows how to cut "steps" (layers). I like her enough to give her a try. I'm pretty sure it will turn out good enough to wear under a scarf.
That's really how "salon" is pronounced here. And when it's spelled in English, that's often how it's spelled. I did regular double-takes when I saw saloon signs in the last big city I lived in, because drinking alcohol is pretty much the worst thing you could do here, besides eating pork.
So I went to check out a new saloon--ahem, salon--last evening. A friend works there part time, and she was there yesterday. So I stopped in.
It was abustle with ladies. My friend pointed out that they were a wedding party. Yes, of course. The traditional dress, really like a calf-length tunic top over pants, colorful and sparkling with beads. (This is the best depiction I'm finding of it online.) Hair was uncovered and straightened or curled. Someone was spraying gold stripes onto one girl's hair. (I can only hope it was a hair product, but I wouldn't count on it.) Others were touching up makeup. When the ladies put on makeup for a wedding here, they go all out. I said caaaked, and I meant caaaked. And, of course, hints of skin-whitening, which is as popular here as tanning products and methods are at home.
Hair extensions were hanging over a mirror. When you see someone with long locks at a wedding, chances are they aren't hers. Luscious locks are prized, but they are difficult to maintain when your hair is naturally thin and covered almost all day, every day. So extensions are popular.
The curling method was hair spray, hair spray, curling iron. More hair spray. Whatever it takes for beauty!
I sat in the corner and watched, both fascinated and droopy from a long week at work. It was fun to be in a girly environment, where head coverings were off and clothing and style choices evident. It was fun to watch my friend, whom I had never seen without a scarf on. And it was fun to make a new friend, the owner of the salon, who invited me to visit them from time to time and took my number. I think I'll have her trim my hair next week. She proudly told me that she knows how to cut "steps" (layers). I like her enough to give her a try. I'm pretty sure it will turn out good enough to wear under a scarf.
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Yay for new friends and girl time! Can't wait to see the "steps" : ) And here's where wearing a scarf really comes in handy, doesn't it? Takes the risk out of a haircut in a whole new way : )
Just popped over to see the outfit, and wow, so exquisite! Princess indeed.
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