Wednesday, March 2, 2011

and off he went...


red lunchbox...new fabric design inspired from today's post...

... I should have remembered, and then stopped before it was too late.

... I should have remembered those days my sister and I used to spend as professional hairdressers. Those days hidden in the basement with our barbie dolls , confident that we could give them fancy haircuts that looked exactly like the ones we often "oohed" over in the pages of Sassy magazine. (yes, that magazine should date me...). It always started innocently enough, with a few good snips here, and a few more good snips there. But we had one problem...we didn't know when to stop. And it is because of this minor fault that our barbies quickly went from red carpet appeal to a look of bitter despair. They were as close to as bald as you can get, with scattered chopped up remains of what once adorned their delicate heads.

...I should have remembered this as I sat my eldest son down for a long overdue haircut. Yes, the first few cuts went quite smoothly, and I must admit I was quite proud of the progress that was being made. And then it happened...I didn't know when to stop. I kept going, trying to correct all of the long bits that kept cropping up as I made my way from the front to the back.
The poor child went to school with a very strained "thumbs up" from his dad, wearing his hood over his head all the way to class. Oh dear.

..But next time, I swear i'll remember. I will remember to take him to someone that actually knows what he/she is doing. Someone that can cut, and most importantly knows when to stop.

...someone that probably still has a few dolls worthy of the red carpet...

10 comments:

Melissa Crowe said...

Giving a few bad haircuts is par for the mommy course--lord knows I've been guilty.

More importantly, I LOVE SASSY MAGAZINE. I'm always kicking myself in the butt for not keeping my old issues. I had the first one!

mummysam said...

yes....but did you make your own version and try to submit it to them? (with carefree and tampax advertisements included....ooh! I should find it and post the pages...)

meisje van vervlogen dagen said...

Funny story! It happens here all the time. I try to save money by postponing the visit to the hairdresser, but in fact I'll have to visit her immediately after my attempt.

mummysam said...

yes...I am now just waiting for him to get over being traumatized by mummy before going to get it fixed. I am with you...probably end up spending more trying to fix it!

katy said...

every one of our barbies met with the same fate... and my sister inevitably tried to cut bangs on every single one (which of course just leaves you with hair that sticks straight up in the front), so they all ended up with buzzcuts above the forehead. i still can't resist frequently taking a pair of scissors to my own hair.

at least human hair grows back ;)

p.s. would love to see your version of sassy magazine!

holly aka golly said...

Exactly how many bald Barbie dolls are there in the world? I did the same thing. It was tragic.

mummysam said...

hmmm....could you imagine the pile of discarded Barbie's? (plus mine would all have one shoe...I always lost the other one)

and Katy..I am calling my mum to see if she still has it :)

cindy said...

There is a sad barbie in my basement, too. and a traumatized younger sister who sat through my playing "beauty parlor" on her. Her poor bangs...the back & forthing of trying to even them, until mom caught me (more than once)

charismagic said...

..and that is exactly why I stopped cutting my own hair! :)

mummysam said...

I am loving these stories!!!