Stage Fright
I'm sitting here killing time before I have to get in the shower.
See today...I'm going to a real live "Day Spa" where I get to go and tell another new girl ..how my under chin is full of scary, wire like hairs and how they need to come out. I'm not paying $40 for my face to be done only to have to go home again and get out my OWN tweezers.
If you can't do a decent job...then I'll find someone else.
This is the second place I'm trying since getting laid off. I tried another lady twice. She didn't cut it.
Jeff and I happened to be walking through a little courtyard after a nice dinner out last week when I realized there was a cute upscale day spa near our house. So I made an appointment.
I'm so intimidated by these places..where all the girls have perfect makeup, perfect clothes, perfect hair. I have no fingernails I bite them..terribly bad. My clothes..well...they leave a little to be desired and my hair..personally done bottle job.
If all that isn't bad enough..my feet...basically are FLINTSTONE FEET. They need help. Now they only had a pedicure about 3 weeks ago so they aren't GOD awful..but they need some work too.
I just hate sitting there feeling so self-conscious.
I have an 11am pedicure and a noon facial waxing appointment.
Hopefully I like what they do and don't feel to chicken to go back.
When did I suddenly turn back into a overly insecure 8th grader?
See today...I'm going to a real live "Day Spa" where I get to go and tell another new girl ..how my under chin is full of scary, wire like hairs and how they need to come out. I'm not paying $40 for my face to be done only to have to go home again and get out my OWN tweezers.
If you can't do a decent job...then I'll find someone else.
This is the second place I'm trying since getting laid off. I tried another lady twice. She didn't cut it.
Jeff and I happened to be walking through a little courtyard after a nice dinner out last week when I realized there was a cute upscale day spa near our house. So I made an appointment.
I'm so intimidated by these places..where all the girls have perfect makeup, perfect clothes, perfect hair. I have no fingernails I bite them..terribly bad. My clothes..well...they leave a little to be desired and my hair..personally done bottle job.
If all that isn't bad enough..my feet...basically are FLINTSTONE FEET. They need help. Now they only had a pedicure about 3 weeks ago so they aren't GOD awful..but they need some work too.
I just hate sitting there feeling so self-conscious.
I have an 11am pedicure and a noon facial waxing appointment.
Hopefully I like what they do and don't feel to chicken to go back.
When did I suddenly turn back into a overly insecure 8th grader?
posted by Brown Eyed Girl at
7:12 AM
8 Comments:
I get that way whenever I have to do "girl" stuff.
I should just turn in my girl card now.
I'm the same. Girl places freak me out--I have some seriously low self-esteem and always think they're all snickering behind my back at how hideous I am. So, I don't go. I get my hair cut every 5 weeks and that's it. The rest? I do at home. Hmmmm...maybe that's why I'm so hideous??
Regardless---enjoy it. You're beautiful and they'll see that.
Ditto ditto ditto!
Neil gave me a gift certificate for the local spa. For Christmas. And I've been too chicken to make an appointment. For all the exact same reasons you listed.
And I don't want to go alone.
I'm the same very every single time I go into one of those places. Seriously, where do they find those girls? I have a massage g.c. from my mom from CHRISTMAS I've not used yet, I'm so self conscious about letting someone see my fat rolls.
You are so not alone. My brother got me a gc to a really nice place. He wanted me to get a full body massage and since I refuse to have anyone go anywhere near my fat arse self I just had a hair cut. And staring in the mirror, I was sure they were designed to make you look as ugly as sin pre cut and good post cut.
I'm so insecure-- I feel you. I hate those places. I always feel like a total tool.
How's this for insecure! I have a gift card to a day spa. My boss got it for me for Christmas in 2005! I still haven't used it!
I'm totally this way too! And well, I just don't go.
Oh my, how sad am I?
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