A Bad Hair Day #2
After an emergency meeting with my hairstylist last weekend, he
taught me how to style my hair so it would look like Lindsay Lohan, Britney Spears, and Kate Beckinsale altogether. He took the critisism from those biggest cosmetics company people really seriously, so he makes sure I would show up with my immaculate hair and would not become the joke of the day.
So last Friday, self esteem boosted, I went to the project. While standing on the reception area, the meeting room door was open and the President Director of the company got out from it. He smiled to me, and offered a handshaking.
"Congratulations!" he said. His grin got bigger.
Obviously confused, I asked, "For what, Sir?"
He pointed at my head and said, "Your hair color!"
Then he laughed, out loud, and left me alone, too stunned to say anything. The receptionist, who was sitting not even 2 meters away from us, pretended not to hear anything.
The GM, who was supposedly already stationed in India, came in. After exchanging some words, he pointed at my hair.
"I think your curl is quite lucu," he said. This guy has been living in Indonesia for 5 years so he could speak Indonesian quite fluently, with a thick British accent.
"Right, dear?" he poked one of his staffs who was busy filling in a form for her boss. "What do you think of Anita's hair? It's lucu, ya."
The girl nodded quitely, didn't even bother to lift her head up.
Before I said something witty back, he already fired off questions about the major modification for his office.
I don't know what else to say.....
Of course, these people are the best in their industry. They have seen the worst and the best. They deal with beauty everyday. They have like 50 major brands, which names we are so familiar with. Hell, their products are used on every most beautiful people in the planet. Their advertisement are full of gorgeous girls like Beyonce, Eva Longoria, Laetitia Casta, and so on. You turn over all magazines in the world and you would see the advertisement like every 5 pages.
How can I reach their highest standard? I work in a construction industry! None of my workers care about whether my hair is curly or straight or red, or chopped, or frizzy or oily. My bosses would not pay attention to my hair, as long as I turn up in my office attire and don't have a shocking pink hair color or bald haircut.
And actually this thing is not really important to me. What important is when I got an email from the President Director, saying thank you for the hardwork I and my team have shown until they could move to their new office in time and meet their quality standard (I was lucky he didn't mention my hair in his email!). What important is that these people believe in me and my team, that we could and would deliver the project to them as per their requirement. With or without bad hair!
So here is the picture of Ingrid and me, with my lucu hair, last Saturday night, in Singapore. Since I didn't know which hairstylist to go to, I had it natural.
Lucu ya.....



I really do like your new hair color. Your face looks fresh and modern.
^.^
Posted by: Lydia | June 26, 2006 06:32 PM