Hair Salons and Broken Glass
I'm starting to actually feel like this is home...at least for a while.
I went to a Lithuanian hair salon yesterday with my American friend Robyn. The hairstyles here are so...cutting edge. I haven't met a single girl who hasn't had some crazy hair color at least once. So we figured, Hey, when in Lithuania, do as the Lithuanians...
Possibly the most nerve-racking hour of my life. I've never done anything to my hair, and there I was trying to use hand motions to describe "natural highlights..." "natural...NATURAL..." The fact that my hairdresser had STRIPES of yellow and black running through HER hair didn't help me much either.
Well...it's definitely different. For having no idea what I told her to do in English, she did a pretty good job. It's growing on me. And it was all about the experience after all. :)
The superstitions here run rampant. Even when the weather is beautiful outside (and, by the way, the forecast for the week says low-mid 70s...yes please!)...NO one likes to open the dorm room windows. They claim you'll get sick. Automatically. No matter what the temperature is.
Another good one: Robyn's Belarussian roommates dropped a glass on the floor, but it didn't break. So one of them picked up the glass, told us that 'because it didn't break it meant bad luck for however many years'...and then threw at the wall across the room. We were shocked as we watched it shatter. Whatever works though...
I went to a Lithuanian hair salon yesterday with my American friend Robyn. The hairstyles here are so...cutting edge. I haven't met a single girl who hasn't had some crazy hair color at least once. So we figured, Hey, when in Lithuania, do as the Lithuanians...
Possibly the most nerve-racking hour of my life. I've never done anything to my hair, and there I was trying to use hand motions to describe "natural highlights..." "natural...NATURAL..." The fact that my hairdresser had STRIPES of yellow and black running through HER hair didn't help me much either.
Well...it's definitely different. For having no idea what I told her to do in English, she did a pretty good job. It's growing on me. And it was all about the experience after all. :)
The superstitions here run rampant. Even when the weather is beautiful outside (and, by the way, the forecast for the week says low-mid 70s...yes please!)...NO one likes to open the dorm room windows. They claim you'll get sick. Automatically. No matter what the temperature is.
Another good one: Robyn's Belarussian roommates dropped a glass on the floor, but it didn't break. So one of them picked up the glass, told us that 'because it didn't break it meant bad luck for however many years'...and then threw at the wall across the room. We were shocked as we watched it shatter. Whatever works though...
posted by Madeline at 2:39 PM
1 Comments:
i feel like it would be good luck to drop a glass and not have it break. oh cultural differences!
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