I’m gonna quit hairdressing!
Yes I will admit I have thought about it!
In this article I will open my heart to you.
I’ll tell you my insides!
I was in my first professional steps almost 22 years ago …
(no comments please).
I had started to do my internship in a salon while attending school.
I was in my first year and didn’t have much professional friction.
From an early age I began to realize that I liked hairdressing.
I found it a very creative and interesting profession.
It had many aspects and that made it even better for me.
I was aware that it has constant evolution and variations which I like a lot!
Restless character from a young age, I didn’t like to rest and do the same things all the time. So I felt that I was slowly finding my way.
An important feeling at only 17 years old.
The days went by…
I was learning techniques and terminology.
I stayed up many nights trying to do some of the things I saw on my doll.
Sometimes I succeeded and sometimes I didn’t… then I got stubborn…
I need more practice, I was saying…
I was breaking everything I had made all over again from scratch and again…
One fine day when I was at my school, one of our teachers had a great idea!
In order to encourage us to unleash our imagination he suggested the following.
Every person we see wherever we are, we imagine them differently…
That is, we should make a change in his hair with our mind!
Shock!!!!
How can I possibly do that?
How is it possible to change someone with my mind?
If I see the man like this, how can I imagine him as a caterpillar?
I’m in a tizzy! I panicked!
I was not familiar with such a thing!
What am I going to do, Madonna?
Is that what I’m supposed to do with people from now on?
I finished the lesson and got on the bus.
I started trying at the same time.
Apparently I was staring a little intently trying to figure out what I should do to the lady I had stabbed.
He asked me…
-You want something, little one?
-No, nothing, I’m sorry! I guess I’m just a little pissed off at you!
Shame on you!!!!
I wanted the earth to open up and swallow me!
I lowered my little eyes and never looked at a human being again!
In the chuck I didn’t miss the stop. I arrived home and locked myself in my room.
I kept trying with people that I brought to mind…
Nothing.
I didn’t understand what I was supposed to do!
When you don’t know anything, how can you change a person?
How do you know what suits him?
You do a test and if it fits you say … Thank God we got it right?
Nah, I don’t think so…
What can I say?
Days went by and I couldn’t manage. I was trying but I didn’t understand!
I’m angry…
I don’t know if I can do it… I don’t think I can do this.
I’m gonna quit hairdressing! Probably not for me.
Yeah, I thought about it. That’s what I’m going to do, I’ m going to quit…!
For a few days I was almost convinced.
Easy to think and safe for a child who hasn’t even turned 18, right?
Is that reasonable? Well… sometimes you can call it reasonable, he’s just a kid.
But not for a child like Elizabeth.
I’ve told you before and I won’t tell you again.
Restless and stubborn, you want more? Isn’t that enough?
Oh no, little girl, you won’t give up so easily, I said!
So many changes are taking place in the salon!
Sit down and concentrate to understand what’s going on!
So I was sitting and listening.
They suggested a change to a lady and I was observing what they were saying.
“This colour will look great on you and will accentuate your eyes.”
Ahhhhhh! Eyes, then!
Make a note of it!
“No, don’t do that color because it will make you pale. Better to do the other one that will give your skin color.”
So, skin, huh? Mmmmm…
Something is starting to fall into place!!!!
Well, well, well.
And I kept listening, observing and combining!
Everything began to make sense!
Everything started to fit together and fit like pieces of a puzzle!
But the mind did not stop working and the eyes did not stop observing!
Yes, my mind was starting to open up! I began to understand!
Until one day a girl came into the shop for the first time, identical to Pippi the freckle-faced blonde version. She was a sweetheart, but it looked like her blood pressure had dropped.
She asked to dye her root and the colorist went to do her color. I followed her and told her my thoughts. Just to make us laugh more!
“Shouldn’t that girl be a bronze girl who looks just like Pippi?”
The colorist stopped her hand just before the first grams of paint fell into the bowl and looked into the void…
For a few seconds he didn’t speak to me and I wanted to bite my tongue.
I probably said potato and I’m going to hear the six-piece now… I thought.
“You’re right,” he said, “it would make a lovely bronze! Let me suggest it to her!”
So he went to the well-known – unknown Pippi, proposed it to her and she accepted!
You know what a dubrudgeon I was until I saw the result…
Dadaaan! Pippi is ready, lovely and smiling! She left happily saying Thank you!
So this was the beginning of the end of my suffering! It felt very, very nice!
I kept on trying and imagining endlessly.
I kept trying until I got it right and got it right.
I kept going and didn’t give up after all. Hold this!
I’ve decided I’m not going to give up hairdressing!
I got hungry and tried harder. Hold this too!
I measured and weighed… it was all in my hand.
I wouldn’t be here writing this article to you after 22 years if I had taken the easy way out… although as a child…
Our age is no excuse…
All decisions are ours and we decide our own tomorrow, at any age!
There is no age when you can try harder and another when you can or are justified in trying less.
It all depends on one thing.
By the goal and whether you want to achieve it.
If you really want to, things are simple… You’ll get him!
I hope I didn’t bore you with my long text and I hope you caught the deeper meaning.
The meaning of my real story, which I will never forget.
And if sometimes you find it hard and think about giving up … don’t think about me.
Think of Pippi and smile!
Lift your head, take a deep breath and keep going!
With love,
#Delandria
