Yes, I Fake It!
I had a haircut yesterday in pursuit of the perfect pixie cut (and by perfect I mean Michelle Williams’ cut....Is there really any other kind?). So off I went to a a new salon and tried a new stylist. I like my cut. I still don’t look like Michelle Williams but then if I did, given that I’m Filipino, that would just be creepy don’t you think? Anyhow, I did not come here to talk about my hair, and sorry to disappoint some of you but I also won’t be posting a picture of how my cut turned out. Suffice it to say that I am booking my next appointment with the same stylist in a couple of months.
Now here’s the thing. It’s common knowledge that going to your stylist is pretty much like having a chat with your therapist, right? Or is it just me and my penchant for over sharing? Crap. But really I don’t think it was so much as over sharing as just making decent effort to connect. How about that!
Anyway, during my ‘therapy’ with my new favorite stylist JB, I casually mentioned that I consider myself to be quite reserved and more of an introvert. This was after I had barraged her with questions and have spoken about my experience with IVF, having a miscarriage at some point, and that I had a whirlwind marriage. Naturally, her reaction to my 'I'm-actually-shy' pronouncement was, ‘REALLY??!!!’, coupled with a genuinely perplexed look as if to say, “You’re pulling my leg, aren’t you?”
Then it hit me.
Dang! What a good faker I must be! It was obvious that she thought of me as someone friendly and funny, and quite possibly psychotic (which I’m sure added to my entertainment value really). But reserved? Introverted? Nooooooo......No way! And looking back now, I think that she's probably not the first person I've surprised with my self-labelling.
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