An Indian Beauty Parlour torture
Well, this explains it all. The moment we enter the saloon for a beauty fix up, you are stunned by the waiting, which is loudly announced by the parlor lady, even without a normal greeting and “hello, how are you”? As if they are all set to scrape you, and grill you as if that’s all that really matters. Who said that saloon is all about pampering yourself? duh!
Our self esteem is completely sucked out by them. “Oh You have scantly hair, oh you have soo thick growth did u shave? oh eyebrow are not done well”…sheeeh. It’s endless!