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05 October 2005 @ 10:46 pm
I see dumb people - beauty products of DOOM! edition  
I love Sally Beauty Supply. They sell all manner of shampoos, conditioners (including generic Nexxus knockoffs that work very well with my hair), nice combs and brushes, nail buffers (why pay $20+ to the pushy tool at the mall kiosk when you can get the same thing for $3?) and cheap Kanekalon "hair" that makes decent braids to add to your own hair for Rikku cosplay. And the Sally in downtown Baltimore was a lifesaver this past Otakon when I needed to buy a few bazillion hairpins on short notice. However, they don't sell any small seamless combs (and I need one), and I always like to see what other unusual shampoos and conditioners are out there, so I was happy when I came across another beauty supply chain while randomly driving around tonight.

And then I saw the giant STOP sign on the door. Evidently if you can't produce a valid cosmetologist's license, you're not fit to even enter their hallowed floor space.

What the bloody hell is that all about? I know that some of the chemical products sold at these stores are for professional use only, and it would be reasonable to restrict sales of those products. But since the fuck when do I need to go to beauty school to learn to safely use garden-variety hair care products? If left to their own devices, do the unlicensed masses shove boar bristle brushes up their rectums and use conditioner as salad dressing? Somehow I never seemed to have that problem with anything I bought at Sally, nor did the products all converge upon my unprofessional self and administer a beatdown as soon as I set foot inside the store.

Really, though, is it that difficult to require a license for the "professional use only" products and allow the general public to purchase items that are, danger-wise, no different from what you can buy at any old grocery store? Or maybe the do sell brushes with a plutonium core and multi-part conditioner that turns into superglue if you screw up the proportions by .000001 gram. Either way, they obviously don't want my money, so I'll continue going to Sally and hoping that my Silkomb doesn't slit my throat in my sleep because I bought it without a license. ZOMG the horror.
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
the Anything Muppetxerne on October 6th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC)
Oh, is that the one out in Hills Plaza?

It always amazes me that there are enough cosmetologists in State College to support that place, since no one else is allowed to shop there.
The Heavy Metal Matador: South Park - Happyrydain on October 6th, 2005 03:19 am (UTC)
Yep, that's the one. There was good stuff on the radio and I hadn't been to that shopping center in ages, so I drove out there to see if there was anything new and interesting. Maybe there's a secret enclave of cosmetologists that we don't know about. That store might sell in bulk to salons, too.
the Anything Muppetxerne on October 6th, 2005 03:27 am (UTC)
I'm trying to picture the secret enclave of cosmetologists that come out at night and attack sorority girls on the way to parties and give them bad perms.
The Heavy Metal Matador: South Park - Happyrydain on October 6th, 2005 03:36 am (UTC)
That would make an awesomely campy horror movie.

Girls get ready to go out. Laughing and chatting, they leave the dorm in a group and walk toward frat row. One of them gets something stuck in her shoe and stops to fix it. The others continue on.

Camera jumps to a shadowy figure crouched in a hedge clutching a bottle that gleams evilly in the streetlight's glare. Girl is having a lot of trouble with her shoe. Music switches to danger mode. Girl finally fixes her shoe and starts to walk off...and a hand grabs her perfectly styled straight hair. IEEEEEEEEE! Psycho violins!

Shot of girl lying in a driveway with a horrific poodle poof.
Skurtchasorskurtchasor on October 6th, 2005 05:03 am (UTC)
Ask aitai about the mullet zombies.
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The Heavy Metal Matador: South Park - Happyrydain on October 6th, 2005 06:43 pm (UTC)
(Just so you know, Sally's does sell to the general public. The store with the giant stop sign was Schoeneman's, a different chain.)

At any rate, I was actually thinking along those same lines. Salons sell fancy shampoo and other styling products at a markup. Methinks the anal-retentive NO SHAMPOO FOR YOU! beauty supply houses have some interest in preserving that line of profit for salons by preventing people from getting the products themselves at a lower price. Or maybe they're just snobbish.

What pretty colors did you wear back in the day? I've had two wacky semipermanent dye jobs. In 10th grade, I had my hair Manic Panic'ed cobalt blue. Freshman year of college, meanjunglist put raspberry streaks in my hair. I didn't have to bleach either time because my hair is relatively light and the colors were darkish, but the dye did have to soak for a while because I have a LOT of hair and it does not take dye easily.