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karion: This salon has both a barista and a DJ. TOO SERVICEY! This reminds me, last month I woke up hating my hair (I have no idea how to fix my hair so it’s always got a wave from a ponytail holder or extremely frizzy) and was willing to do anything to it. So I went to Bellevue square and walked into Se7en Salon. I immediately got an appointment but I could never understand the girl’s name over the music. The music was coming from a dj that had a booth above the inner reception area (not to be confused with the outer reception/greeting area!). A DJ BOOTH. ABOVE THE CROWD. PLAYING BAD MISSY ELLIOT REMIXES. I had to turn down their espresso offers 4 times, and there was a girl who seemed to only be there to hold open the beaded curtain for you as you went to put on your robe. (btw you wear robes under the normal snap around the neck smocks now?) I did all this hoping for something fun and new and different, but their motto of cuts to suit your bone structure proved the claim I’d feared all along. My chubby round large head needed to be firmly hidden behind my curtain of long hair with fluffly layers. I give her free rein, after saying I really want my hair wavy, ringlety all the time, and she trims 3 inches off the same haircut I’ve had since 2001 and charges me $60. Not before she ran out of time and got some other girl to curl my hair because she wanted to get started on someone else, of course. And for some reason when the one bubbly size 12 girl in the entire joint asked me if I wanted to schedule a follow up I said sure.

karion:

This salon has both a barista and a DJ. TOO SERVICEY!

This reminds me, last month I woke up hating my hair (I have no idea how to fix my hair so it’s always got a wave from a ponytail holder or extremely frizzy) and was willing to do anything to it. So I went to Bellevue square and walked into Se7en Salon. I immediately got an appointment but I could never understand the girl’s name over the music. The music was coming from a dj that had a booth above the inner reception area (not to be confused with the outer reception/greeting area!). A DJ BOOTH. ABOVE THE CROWD. PLAYING BAD MISSY ELLIOT REMIXES.

I had to turn down their espresso offers 4 times, and there was a girl who seemed to only be there to hold open the beaded curtain for you as you went to put on your robe. (btw you wear robes under the normal snap around the neck smocks now?)

I did all this hoping for something fun and new and different, but their motto of cuts to suit your bone structure proved the claim I’d feared all along. My chubby round large head needed to be firmly hidden behind my curtain of long hair with fluffly layers. I give her free rein, after saying I really want my hair wavy, ringlety all the time, and she trims 3 inches off the same haircut I’ve had since 2001 and charges me $60. Not before she ran out of time and got some other girl to curl my hair because she wanted to get started on someone else, of course.

And for some reason when the one bubbly size 12 girl in the entire joint asked me if I wanted to schedule a follow up I said sure.