LASHTASTIC at last!

If you read my other post, you know I had a less than lashirific experience at the 'tranquility' spa when I had my first ever lash extension experience.  I got them on a Tuesday, that night two came out, or really I had to pull them out because it felt like they were pulling or tearing at my skin.  In retrospect I think it was possibly some ill-placed glue.  I managed to keep them on through Wednesday, Thursday and Friday...really I lasted that long? Hard to believe.  By Friday night, I was pulling them off and soothing my pain with my good friend Mr. Smirnoff Ice.

By Sunday I'd decided that i missed them and wanted them back, well, not THEM, but some new friendly lush soft and luscious lashes.  I did some more research, went back to check out the Lash Noir site that had initially been recommended to me.  Their website says that they only do lashes and therefore I concluded that they must be expert lashestheticians.  Their website had tons of info, lots of pictures and various lash styles to select from.

I made my appointment, went to the Yaletown location on my, extended, lunch break.  Being new in my job and not wanting to over extend time away from my desk, I opted to run/walk there and back.  Four days later and still I feel a muscle strain/sprain in my left shin but really, that is not too high a price to pay for potential lashopulence now is it?

so...I arrive at the salon, stealing myself for an hour of being berated for twitching and flinching.  Setting was very different, several girls were waiting, while three others where laying on couch/loveseat type beds with lots of cushions, shoes off head back on pillow being lashified.  My appt was for 12:15, and it did start at 12:15, much to my surprise, no one was on the phone booking vacations and ignorning me.  Quelle suprise.  I settled in on the couch, and the lashlady walked me through the procedure, asked what look I was trying to acheive.  I avoided spider references and asked for a fuller look but not overly long.  She delicately applied powder and tape on my lower lashes and put on a sample lash for me to determine if the length was suitable.  The professionalism through me off a bit...at the other place when i enquired about lengths I was told 'i just put on the longest that's what EVERYONE wants'.

I was so relaxed and felt no pain, I did manage to fall asleep only to be awoken by my own choking and panic...where am i? why are my eyes taped shut? eeeek!  I managed to stifle my panic but was unable to contain my choking.  The lash lady didn't panic, I suspect this is not her first walk down lash lane, she merely offered me water and enquired as to my well being.  Not to upset her, I calmed myself down all the while trying not to flinch or twitch my eyelids.

Finally we were done, exactly 1hr and 15min later as she'd predicted, I paid, then sprinted back to work uphill in my heeled sandals, embracing both my new lashes and my coming shinsplints.

The results with the lashes, simply lashtastic, no pain no burn...nice shiny black lashes...three days later i'm still loving them but have lost a few, so far not to noticable but it does take some time to get out of the habit of rubbing my eyes, and trying not to squish (smooshing was the wording used on the instruction sheet, yes, they even gave me an instruction sheet) my eye into my pillow when I sleep.   Probably if I could just sleep at Lash Noir this wouldn't have been an issue...