The Makeover.. ahhem!!

Today i did something i will never do and will never even dream of doing again. For the first time in my life i actually went to a parlor to get more than a 'normal haircut'. I wanted to experience something different, wanted to look different and basically do something that is so not me! So, i went... unknowing, innocent and obsolutely clueless about what i was gonna get myself into...

Well, anyway i reached there around 11:30 and stepped out only at 2:30! God, that was the first time i had stayed past half hour in there too!

I went with a friend who was equally trying to experiment with me. We both poured over their services wondering which ones we should take and which ones would fit our budget also. Finally i chose 3 services (oh man! THREE!!!!!!!! THAT WAS MY RECORD!)
- Pedicure (This one i liked, for some odd reason!)
- Haircut
- Facial


I first got my haircut done. And i wanted something new so i let the stylist play wit it :P and she actually did a really good job of it! I was proud that for once i was looking nice but before i could glance at the mirror she dragged me off for the pedicure and facial, which happened simultaneously. While i enjoyed pampering my feet, i did feel guilty that i had a very nice looking decently dressed woman rubbing both my dity feet trying to make them clean (hahahaha) :P

Anyway... the nightmare started when the facial began. Let me remind you here that i've NEVER EVER, in my 19 years of life, done ANY OF THESE BEFORE. And though the pedicure was amazingly relaxing and it almost drove me into deep sleep, the facial was a harsh reminder of reality.

Now, it wouldn't have been so bad had i just left it with the cream being applied all over my face but the woman started poking at my face with a threatening looking scalpal to dig out dead skin apparantly! And she poked sooooooooo hard at my face that i had tears welming in my eyes. I guess she saw that cause she started smiling very sympethically after that!

I thought the drama ended with the face poking but then she went back to the pedicure table and poked with another scalpal inside my nails to clean them!!!! God! it hurt like hell. And i did not see all this coming cause i was blinded with lotion and cotton! Man i must've looked a sight. lol

Anyway, finally when every thing was over i moved over to thank the lady. She smiled very sweetly and i wondered if there was anything outta place. And i found out when i got the bill! The rates in their 'service' menu were old and everything was Rs.50 more than in the 'menu'.

Well i ended up busting 1 k on my new 'makeover' ... btw i hate that word.

The funniest part of this was my dad's reaction when i got back. First he was very unhappy about the bill (which father wouldn't be)... then he chucked the money and started inspecting the results of my new experiments. When he wasn't satisfied with them he went back to the money bit and later again started smiling.

He was smiling so weirdly that i had to ask him the reason. Guess what he replied.

"For the first time in 19 yrs i feel like i have a daughter!"

And i had to laugh. Cause for the first i didn't find a reason to argue with him. Because he was right.