Broken Roads Lead to Positive Futures 

Sometimes in life we may not like the things and situations that occur. Sometimes they are so traumatic that we choose to not speak about them for years trying to forget they even happened.

As hard as we try though it did happen and it won’t go away. It’s always going to be there shaping who you now are. Deal with it. There is something to be learned in every moment in life big or small. This moment of my career was definitely no exception.

What I’ve learned though is things happen for a reason, every moment in life IS connected in some way, and all shatters windows and closed doors lead to positive new horizons in the future. That’s where I finally am at. The beginning of my future and I’m excited. How I got her though was not always so amazing.

So I worked at a spa inside an athletic club. I managed it. When I started it was just skin, nails, and massage. I added hair services brought in L’Oréal  professional and an awesome stylist.

I later left to help open a spa with my friend I worked with prior at Sephora. She had been working downtown at the most popular skin spa in town and would do fun things like shoots for Abercrombie, Express, and even Victoria’s Secret.

We brought in Kerstin Florian and we were the first boutique spa they allowed to carry the line. It’s typically only in 4 and 5 star resort spas and high-end places like that. It’s phenomenal I still use it. We also carried Becca Cosmetics and specialized in airbrush makeup and skin services no one else in town did.

We were kind of the dream team. The elite of Columbus came to us. My friends fiancée was the one that funded the spa. He was part owner in an investment company on Long Island so his company invested.

Long story short she started she doing whatever she wanted and was running the spa like a sorority. It was completely unprofessional all the time. The employees followed her example and did whatever they wanted. She was even so bad at managing money that if we were out of a product for a service but had a client we needed it for, she would say to use something else and pretend and just charge the same. Ummmm no? Wtf like really. That’s not the first time either that I’ve been told that by a salon/spa owner. How foul am I right? So stuff started getting really tense when we got the makeup job for the couture runway show for Highball Halloween.

We had to do preview look once a month. Well I’m a planner, organized, I create looks on face-charts ahead of time. She did not, so when the first time came my model got so many compliments and hers looked well, amateur. She got really jealous, so from then on she made me do all the models while she took clients and made commission. Which was fine because Highball is like my dream since I couldn’t move to New York City and work Fashion Week.

So next thing I know she puts me in charge of creative direction and the team for highball. I think she thought I was going to fall on my ass and she was going to swoop in.  So I get a bunch of face-charts done, I start putting together a call sheet for artists that can do airbrush, and plan some practice time as this is a big deal. Next thing I know I find this letter out on the table in the break room from the investment company and being the manager I picked it up. It said “Confidential, do not leave laying out” some shit like that.

It stated that the company not only was going to be giving her the 50 % commission on clients but that they are now giving her a $60k a year salary! Bitch for what. For going to her home that’s paid for by her fiancée, furnished bye her fiancée, in her Mercedes SUV that’s paid for by her fiancée, everyday to take a nap for 3-4 hours while I sit there from 8:30am-9pm making commission only, doing all office work, managing employees, and taking clients. Is this shit for real? All this while I’m struggling at home to take care of my daughter.  I mean I know you must be think the same thing as me. Her va j must be made of gold and flawless diamonds because wtf. We got into it a few days after that. It was really ugly. I left.

This was a month before highball.  At one point I was looking on TheKnot.com and saw that she had used the pic above advertising her busines. It was taken when I managed a previous salon with a model who I actually worked with at that time the photo was taken. She stole my photo. Of course I was cropped out. The worst park the model had tragically passed away not long before I found my phote being used by someone that didn’t own the work to advertise. When I found the face-charts I started missing people. My friend was supposed to be in my wedding that year. Never spoke to her again. Our receptionist I brought from the salon. She was 20 and in nursing school. No industry background. She used to babysit my oldest child. My husband is still friends with her on social media so when I thought about her I looked her up. That’s when I found out they were so desperate for Highball they had the receptionist doing makeup for couture runway show.  That is the only year you can only find like 4 photos from the runway show. The makeup was so bad it was embarrassing.

That literally crushed me though. How unprofessional. How embarrassing and unprofessional that you use a 20-year-old nursing student with no professional background in our industry in a major industry production like that. Even if it is Columbus Ohio. You should be appreciative to even have that job being in your first year of business.

To me, having a receptionist with no license or background work as a makeup artist for a show like that is a slap in the face to not only that show, the designers, the people who gave you that job, and your whole industry, but you just completely discounted your own career that puts an income in your pocket. That’s probably why that spa is no longer open. Karma can suck. I learned a lot from that. I learned how strong I am. I learned my talent. I learned business. I learned morals. Most of all I learned my reputation and integrity in my industry is everything to me.

I’m finally at the end of my broken road and the beginning of my future. We are working on some really exciting fun projects behind the scenes I can’t wait to shake with everyone! For now though you just have to follow my blog and my Instagram. I am going to attach my old face-charts I had started for Highball Halloween below along with some other old photos!

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*pieces of some photos may have been taken out or change to remove any names or to take out spa recognition*

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My Day of Me

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It’s absolutely amazing how fabulous getting your hair done can make you feel. After a long week of chauffeuring everyone around and whipping up meals with Amazon Restaurants it was finally my time! After a long week of waiting and prep work it’s finally Saturday one of the happiest days of my month. Hair and nail day!

Today was not set up to be my normal full blonde foil with my usual toner. I needed a total change. I mean we are going into spring so naturally we tend to lighten our hair more, add that lighter ombre, paint in that sun-kissed balayage. I mean that’s my typical. I usually set it up like an order, “Can I please have a full highlight, but I want to go lighter now that its spring. I would like the all over look of being fully blonde but I still like to see dimension in my blonde so it doesn’t look flat”. This is where you would insert the usual Pinterest “pinned” photo. When did I get so predictable.

If you read my last blog you know that I had a revelation this week that I just don’t give a fuck anymore what anyone else thinks. I really never did. I tried to because that’s what I thought I was “supposed” to do as I got older. That’s exactly how I’ve viewed the other adults I’ve come across in the last five years. Everyone seems to care too much what everyone else is thinking about them. If one person has something well then everyone has to have it. If one person goes to a certain nail salon around me whether its good or bad, well then EVERYONE must go there! Personally I don’t really give a flying fluff. So today I did it. I got my me back. I got my identity back. I feel whole again and truthfully the blogging process has been a big part of that as well. With a lot of planning and help from one of my best friends I went to Salon Centric last night and picked out my lavender, pink, and teal Pulp Riot hair color so we could try the new trend the Unicorn hair.

I went to cosmetology school with Bonnie back in the day when dinosaurs still roamed the earth and she has been doing my hair for years. So I had every confidence in her abilities and knew she wouldn’t do me wrong. I always know with Bonnie, her top priority is always keeping the health and integrity of my hair. I’m a freak about my hair so not just anyone is allowed to touch it. There are two people in Columbus who are allowed to touch my hair with more than a brush and a blow dryer and first is Bonnie my other hair diva is a secret. I’m hoping to do a feature on her so look out for that one in the coming months.

For us since our mouths never stop moving and I had to be double processed to ensure all unwanted tones were out of my hair, it was a little time-consuming. So luckily my girl Salina has a suite in the same building so I got my nails done while we had some down time. I love going to see Salina. I’m sure by now you can see that a common theme with me is that I’m picky/particular when it comes to anything beauty. Well Salina at The Beauty Room NA is my little hidden gem in Columbus. Best nails ever hands down. I’ve been here there and everywhere. I’ve had every shape possible. Nail art, nexgen power dip, mani/pedi. Let’s be real here Salina is the bomb.com at nails. She gives the sharpest stilettos with the fiercest designs and she even has fun accessories for 3D nail art. Last time I got the unicorn chrome over black and pink gel polish. Today we did cotton candy colors. If you don’t make an appointment  to see Salina, you will never get in. I always enjoy my time when I’m there. Thank my life because she also visits my stomping grounds on Sundays in Upper Arlington at Plush Nail Salon, which just so happens to be my regular nail salon. (Hey Christina!) She’s quick, efficient, and always has awesome girl talk. That also could just be me though I’m sure I never shut up.

Now that my nails are done back to my hair. Time for my cut, blow-out, and final product. I literally couldn’t take it anymore and I think we were both a little nervous, because neither one of us had ever used this color before. I knew a few things though. My hair is incredibly healthy, Bonnie KNOWS what she is doing, and the color didn’t need a developer. It was used straight from the tube so to me that said this must at least be less damaging.

Final product is AMAZING. Neither one of us could stop staring at it. I still can’t. After about 500 pics and Boomarang videos I had to take off to save my husband from the little people. I left though with a new-found confidence I haven’t known in years. As strange as it sounds when Bonnie put the bright colors in my blonde it felt like I was taking a mask off. Like I’m not pretending anymore to be someone I’m not and quite frankly someone I don’t really have any interest in being, because that girl that I was for the last few years while I settled into pregnant/wife/mom/adult life was BOR-ING. For now I’ve let the super fun unicorn take back over.

To check out my beauty secrets, link below

*Bonnie West Unicorn Diva 🦄

Hair Therapy

*Salina Nail Goddess

The Beauty Room NA

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Spring Change

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I have to start out with just putting it on out there. My poor husband, he will forever be stuck in the middle of my “mid-life crisis'” and my self exploration into my adult identity. I’ll tell you a little about myself first. I am 29(or if you want the honest truth I’m on my 4th anniversary of my 29th bday), I am married, and I have 3 children. I think most people would say normal until you hear their ages. Ten, two, and 11 months. Yep that’s right I had my oldest at the ripe old age of 23 years old.

As a young single mom I knew who I was. Having attended

cosmetology school at 20 and then going back to school to become an Esthetician, I knew who I was inside and out. I had many life experiences at a young age that showed me who I was. Fast forward seven years to 2014, being 31, getting married, and having my second daughter! I couldn’t be more excited. This was the first time I was able to slow down and stay home and enjoy my baby and being a mom. Then 2016 came and so did my first son and my last child. Boom 16 months apart. Life didn’t slow down, it sped up like the tilt o whirl at the fair and all of a sudden it stopped. All of a sudden I look up and everything is different including myself.

Today is the spring Equinox, spring brings in change and new life. Today has been somewhat symbolic in my life. I found myself making my usual hair appointment today. I mean my roots, come on, they need help. As I’m looking at photos online to find inspiration for my spring color I can’t help  but be drawn to these beautiful colors of peach, pink, and lavender. So naturally the first thing I do is text these pics to my stylist, then my best friend, then my husband. Of course as women we seek approval from the ones closest to us. If I do it will it embarrass my daughter, will my husband still find me attractive, will the other moms think I’m even more nuts than they already do?

The other moms. This is a subject that has always given me anxiety. Having had my daughter at 23 years old, by the time my daughter started school I realized all the other moms were at least 10 years older than me. We didn’t exactly have that much in common, I mean I still roll around town dancing in my SUV blasting Britney Spears and Lady Gaga. Needless to say I’ve seen many strange looks from the other moms already. It’s like always feeling like your judgmental older sister is always watching you. Thank goodness my real older sister has never been like that..I’d die.

So this leads me to my ultimate issue. Is it me? Is it appropriate? I mean I don’t work a professional office job so no dress code here. I’m a 33-year-old mom though with 3 kids. Eight years ago when I was a 25-year-old single mom, no doubt. I would do it in a heartbeat it’s who I was and I knew that, I still do. Is that still me though. I mean would I love to be Barbie again? Absolutely! Who wouldn’t?! But is that realistic to what is my new adult reality now that the last few years on the tilt o whirl has stopped?

Thus is the search and journey into my new adult reality. I may be standing here questioning who I am these days, but I can still see that super fun vivacious single young mom I once was. So I think for now, the #unicornmom in me has won!

*I will update with photos when I get my hair done.

Pics of my Inspiration

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