My profession as a cosmetologist, is a fun, fast pace ever changing career. I am in the fashion and beauty industry, some may say I rip people off on their insecurities. But I say with my knowledge, I can make the most insecure person confident, the most depressed, happy. I am a caregiver, I know all my clients problems before anyone else does even though i can not give advice i am a theorpist. and bound to my ethics what they tell me is put in another part of brain and soon forgoten.
If I were to say that I love every client that sits in my chair, I would be lying, I get people who think they know more than I do. Or the one that is and never will be happy. But I enjoy them as much as I enjoy the ones I can talk to easily and have an easier connection with.
But I am not the stereotype, gum chewing, big haired ditzy blonde, that has all the town gossip. I can't say my fashion sense isn't over the top or that I am not excentric and bubbly cuz that is me has a person. I see the funny in tradegy, and the tradegy in comedy. The fact of the matter is that it bothers me that my profession is concidered an no brainer, when i have to know nail diseases, diseased of the skin and scalp, had to take anatomy, chemistry, color class, make up class, salon business, retail class, plus remember how to perform a haircut how to hold my wrist, how to use my scissors how to treat my client with respect.
I can say I LOVE what I do, becuz not everyone can cut hair, color hair, I seen girls come in to school thinking only fourteen months and it is easy drop out within the first four months and some there after. It is a art and a talent. I am proud to be Cosmetologist, I live and breath hair.
