Schoolhouse of Head Turners

Junk Runs Hard Water

2009-11-18T16:54:00.000-08:00

Hard Water- Contains salts of calcium, magnesium and other metals; does not allow shampoo to lather freely. Usually found in wells. Not typically used in salons for shampoo services.

Our internet has been dead for the last two weeks and it was resurrected yesterday. I am sorry for neglecting you. This is week 3 of beauty school and things have been swell, but also a bummer.

We have studied ergonomics (the science of protecting ones body while working), ethics (to appropriately communicate with clients regarding everything from comfort to mixed up appointments), Bacteriology and Trichology (the study of hair diseases/disorders/knowledge of hair build, etc.) and now we are studying massage- Scientific method of the manipulating the body by rubbing, pinching, tapping, kneading or stroking with the hands, fingers on an instrument.

We are mostly concentrating on this so we know exactly how to shampoo and condition hair (it is a lot more than sticking someones head in a bowl and scrubbing their hair).

Before you cut/color/perm/relax/etc. anyone's hair, you must first look for any abnormalities:
1.) Dry, dehydrated hair
2.) Dry, tight scalp
3.) Oily scalp
4.) Abnormal flaking on the scalp
5.) Open wounds/scalp irritation
6.) Scalp disorders or diseases
7.) Thinning
8.) Excessive hair found in the sink after a shampooing (usually a sign of some form of alopecia-losing hair)

The whole reason for shampooing is to "cleanse the scalp and hair by removing dirt, oils and product build-up" ["Salon Fundamentals"].

And what about those crazy capes (the kiddie one we got in our kit has penguins on it;)? There are four different capes we must learn how/when to use depending on our service. For a regular shampooing, we must use vinyl cape for the shampooing and a cloth cape for the dry service (the styling or cutting).

Unless your hair is being dyed, relaxed, permed or undergoing any chemical treatments OR there are abrasions in the hair (broken hair because of traction) hair is brushed first because tangles are removed and it stimulates blood circulation, to the scalp while removing dust, dirt and product build up.

At our school, it is a grade when we bring in a model (I brought in my mother last week and styled her hair) and we must give that model a basic hand/arm massage, cleaning manipulation facial and a scalp massage. Massaging is not a walk in the park.

When massaging the scalp, it is important to:
1.) Establish a soothing or stimulating rhythm when performing the manipulations
2.) Maintain contact with the client throughout the manipulations to maintain a relaxing experience
3.) Carry out manipulations with firm, controlled movements to maximize full benefits of the massage
4.) Keep nails at moderate length so you don't scratch the scalp (the scalp is very fragile)

There are important moves that one must master:
1.) Effleurage: Light, gliding strokes or circular motions made with the palms of the hands or pads of fingertips. This movement is often used before and after a treatment. It is used on the face, neck and arms. The Effect? Triggers relaxation.

2.) Petissage: Light or heavy kneading and rolling of the muscles. You knead the muscles between your fingers and the thumb. You also press the palms of your hands firmly on the muscles. The Effect: Deep stimulation of nerves, muscles and skin glands. Promotes circulation of blood and lymph. This is the first and most important massage movement you learn.

3.) Tapotment: Light tapping or slapping movement applied with the fingers or partly flexed fingers. Used on arms, back and shoulders. The Effect: Stimulates nerves, promotes muscle contraction and increases blood circulation.

4.) Friction: Circular motion with no gliding used during a scalp massage or facial when less pressure is desired. The Effect: Stimulates nerves and increases blood circulation.

5.) Vibration: It is a shaking movement. Your arms shake as you touch the client with your fingertips and palms. The Effect: High stimulation.

There are many different shampoos to select from such as anti-dandruff, all purpose, Clarifying (To remove residue such as product build up), color, powder dry (for clients who have health problems that do not take well to a shampooing), etc. The list of conditioners is endless (customized shampoo to moisturize and build body, etc.).

I like to think that I'm Warren Beatty in "Shampoo". Too bad I'm....not that awesome.

"One time I introduced my orchestra as the Shampoo Music Makers instead of the Champagne Music Makers"- Lawrence Welk

Warren Beatty in "Shampoo"

-M.Junk

Junk's Last Day In Hades

2009-10-30T09:40:00.000-07:00

Today is my last day working at this coffee shop. Gertrude JUST strutted in here with all her fabricated glory. Yes, she IS wearing an extra slovenly ensemble!
An off-white-but-not-quite-cream pantsuit with a washed out, bright pinkish orange button down shirt (obviously from Talbots) drowns her bony body. Her usual clunky, brown shoes are matched with argyle socks and she forgot to style the back of her hair (so the front is flippy and the back isn't).
She's chit chatting with another lady about spending Halloween at Legacy Village. Whoever heard of anything so lame?!
The other lady is actually very pleasant on the eyes. All her body parts are real and her hair is messy but somehow also neat and nicely highlighted. She's wearing these thick glasses and Mary Jane shoes. She could be a naughty teacher in a magazine or something.
Another older woman just sat with them. Her thick eyebrows, mustache, hacked-up, dull hair and unflattering, bright white sweater with her bright red turtleneck puts her in the "hopeless" category.
Today is also going to be a photo shoot day:
Shoot 1#- Raw Cherries.
Photographer: *Daisy
Location: Cleveland Heights. Coventry Road. Playground.
Time: 4:30pm

I have worked with *Daisy before. She actually shot photos for me when I was accepted as a Suicide Girl.

Time to end this minimum wage life once and for all and live the way I yearn.

"Dreams are the touchstones of our characters"-Henry David Thoreau

-M.Junk

Recycling Junk

2009-10-29T08:25:00.000-07:00

Two of my friends and I were talking the other day and a topic of discussion was the different life stages that we have been through. I began to sort out all the unusual, clashing lifestyles I have lived over the nineteen years in this body. My sense of style has also changed.
As far back as I can recall:

Aged 5: My mother and Aunt Bobbi took me to a nail place in University Heights and took me to get a manicure and I fell in love with the world of cosmetology.

1st grade: I went to my first sleepover party. All the girls, the giggling and the Spice Girls music petrified me. My father and his brother, dad and friends raised me on bluegrass (they hold together a bluegrass band), classic rock, old time Disney movies and "Beavis and Butthead". I didn't see a professional salon until my modeling began.

4th grade: This was a chief year. I went on a silent treatment for a few months (it was my reaction to a death in the family). I was a bit of a butterball and my complexion erupted. This was my ugly duckling stage. This was also the year when my family and I were informed about my not growing over five feet dilemma. I hated being short at the time (though I love it now). This was also the year my hair was dyed for the first time. This was also the year I won my first writing contest and began seriously observing the world of hip-hop. Tupac's, "All Eyez On Me" (1996) was the first album of that genre I ever purchased. This also marked the first pin-up movie I can recall watching. This of course was, "How to Marry a Millionaire" starring Marilyn Monroe and Betty Grable.

6th grade: My musical taste moved around drastically. This was the year I went through a brief period when I was obsessed with disco such as The Trammps (yes, I DID have a pair of glittery pants and these paint-splattered chunky platform shoes that I sported constantly). From there, I uncovered Funk (such as Funkadelic and Parliament). I had a duration in the middle of all this when I listened to German Polka with my Mom's father. Reggae music (such as Buju Banton, Peter Tosh, Bob Marley and African Head Charge) was introduced into my life as well. This was also the year when "8 Mile" came out so I held a extremely bizarre, fanatic crush on Eminem for a few months. Some would consider this a "wigger" stage.

7th grade: This was my anarchist stage. I was completely anti-government and I shouted about it at the top of my lungs. Dead Kennedys, Sex Pistols, Anti-Flag and Bad Brains became apart of my music list. Clawed up vests and studded belts were apart of my wardrobe.

^ This is "Jello Biafra". He was the lead singer of Dead Kennedy's. He has since become a politician, representing the Green Party.

8th grade: This was a difficult year because I was anorexic/bulimic for a little over 6 months. Modeling was dying and no longer showing as an option for me. I did however, go through an abrupt stage where I couldn't stop listening to Macy Gray. This was also when I discovered screamo, black metal and progressive metal. This was the year I first heard Salt The Wound.

9th grade: I moved to Beachwood and knew I would be nothing like "them" (wear ritzy clothing and listen to John Mayer). I went back to early 90's hip hop and funk. I also dabbled in new rap (such as Kanye West and G-Unit) for a VERY short time period (I'm talking less than a couple weeks. I came to the conclusion that I didn't like it). I transitioned into industrial music (such as Skinny Puppy, Nimheil and Brainclaw). This was also the year I decided to study Wicca. Wicca is a nature-based and peaceful religion that originated in Britain. Multiple God's and Goddess' are trusted and believed in. Forms of "witch craft" are used, but there is nothing evil about it.

^Skinny Puppy in stage attire. I also dote on Mushroomhead for their unusual stage appearance (but I don't like juggernauts!).

10th grade: I quit smoking and labeled myself straight edge (this went strong for about a year). At-the-time Warped Tour music such as The Pink Spiders, Alexisonfire, Protest The Hero and The Gym Class Heroes caught my attention. Instead of shrinking to a size zero and wearing kilos of make-up, I developed a habit of covering myself. Oversize peasant skirts, trench coats and hoodies became a constant. I also began covering my face with bandannas; and wearing sunglasses was the norm. This lasted for a couple months.

The other chick was pretty cool, I just didn't ask her for permission to post her face. That was the ninja/neighborhood gang/cowboy chapter of my life that has concluded.

11th grade: I ended life as a straight edge person when I began taking medication. By this time, I had expanded my thinking and discovered a passion for sociology (I had always been an observer-the first time I wrote about peoples' behavior goes back as far as middle school). I decided to study potheads. I smoked weed twice a day for a month and wrote about what happened to me physically, mentally, emotionally, financially and socially. This introduced me to Pink Floyd, The Grateful Dead and Phish in a whole new fashion. I also began recognizing the beauty and detail of techno and trance such as The Mother Acid Temple and Angerfist. Ska stood out more than ever (such as Reel Big Fish, Big D And The Kids Table and Streetlight Manifesto).

12th grade: This was a challenging year as well. I note a small time I went through when I wanted to date "good guys" and not live on edge. This sent me to sleep. I leaned the other direction and ended up with a guy so abusive I couldn't even turn my head without him yelling at me. After leaving him, I realized how courageous and brave that move was. I applied for colleges as soon as I broke up with him.

So yes, mixes of religious and sociologist studies, a drawn out list of music I have uncovered, the places I have dwell ed and the people I have met have made me who I am today.

A punked out, weed-smoking, straight edge, concert-hopping, politically active, disco-hustling, dorky, eccentric, odd, anarchist, anorexic wigger who practices witch craft that you can find a bluegrass shindig.

I still find more to investigate everyday.

"The whole point of being alive is to evolve into the complete person you were intended to be"-Oprah Winfrey

-M.Junk

Junk Captures A Skankover

2009-10-28T10:53:00.000-07:00

It would be tomfoolery to reopen this joint located in East Cleveland:

It would offer every beauty service imaginable.
Also, I finally landed a photo shoot for this Friday. It's a main obligation to build a strong and hardy portfolio. I want to base all my shoots off different musical genres (early hip hop, world, ska, reggae, etc.). Another primary theme I will be using is politics (anti-death penalty, pro gay rights, women's rights, etc.).

"Well, hip hop makes the world go around"-Snoop Dogg

-M.Junk

Tea Time With Junk at 3:00

2009-10-27T11:29:00.000-07:00

^Phoenix Coffee on Lee rd. Photo Cred: Not Me.
There are a few tasks I must complete before going to school in 7 1/2 days. I must:
1.) Visit my relatives at Lakeview Cemetery.
2.) Buy some pens/pencils/binders/etc.
3.) Fill up on 10 months of Pamprin Menstrual Medication.
4.) Make a list of resolutions.
5.) Tell my boss I'm cutting back many hours.
6.) Have fun at my last Open Mic for a few months (Open Mic takes place on Wednesday evenings at Phoenix Coffee on Lee Road. There are also Open Mic Nights at the Phoenix Coffee's on Mayfield Road, Coventry Road and West 9th Street but my friend hosts at the one on Lee Road).
-I always get mango, coconut or Thai bubble tea (sometimes I'll get hot chocolate if it's too cold outside to bear). However, when I'm in Columbus on North High Street, I indulge in milk, honey, pineapple, peach, etc. bubble tea. The place is called Pochi Bubble Tea. I highly suggest you make a trip out there (plus its a few miles of strange record/vintage clothing/stores). Bubble tea is also all over San Francisco (The Castro, Japantown, Chinatown, Haight/Ashbury, Market Street, etc.). It ranges from all price ranges, tea flavors and even types of bubbles (little, little-medium, medium, medium-big, large, extra large bubbles in different colors and shapes!).
I should coordinate bubble tea into fashion somehow. I'll get back to that.

Pochi Bubble Tea on North High Street. Photo Cred: Me.

"Tea is a cup of life"-Unknown

-M.Junk

Junk Meets New People

2009-10-22T08:26:00.000-07:00

On October 20th, I had to attend an obligatory orientation at the Brown Aveda Institute. This is when I paid for my beauty school kit, fit for my uniform and met my fellow peers.
I already forgot my educators' names. I met a few of the students I will be with 40 hours a week for the next 10 months.
There were two long tables. The wannabes, the nerds (yes, there are nerds in this field), the bitches (you could tell by there cold glares and ironed Lacoste Polo shirts) and the outcasts all separated by about three seats. It was like high school but the whole place smelled like Aveda hairspray and massage oils.
We were all given a bag filled with fun goods (candy, hand lotion, a tube of signature Aveda lipgloss, etc.). The first move we were asked to make by the dean was to give the girl sitting across from us a hand massage.
Of course I felt atypical and creepy, touching this poor girl I had never seen in my life until about 10 minutes before the announcement. She was charming about the bizarre situation we were just thrown in. I'll call her *Jo. She had drawn on eyebrows and very detailed eye make-up. She was very petite (but not anorexic) and had a bewitching chest piece. She said she was home schooled her senior year because her name appeared on a motivated hit list. She was 2# on the list. She openly expressed that she was very proud of the accomplishment. I like her already.
Mannequins with heads of hair were put in front of us. We had three minutes to style it however we desired. With a split second to think, I began doing a familiar look: The Amy Winehouse beehive. I wasn't sure if that was a pert move or a completely feeble-minded move.
Besides that I need some more clothes (the best way to go is thirft stores-I'm bound to spill bleach, perming chemicals, perfumes, oils, lotions, etc. on myself at some point), I believe I am pretty much ready for this adventure.
The fact that I will have my license when I leave this academy (and that I have Saturday visits from friends to look forward to) will keep me going (despite all the stress).
And now it's time for loathsome-fashion-at-the-college-I-work-at!
BREAKING NEWS!: I found out the name of the Jackie Kennedy wannabe. Her name is Gertrude! (usually I would create a fake alias to protect identities, but this is too great). Someone called out to her in the cafe and she responded. I haven't spotted her recently. She wasn't here on Tuesday, yesterday or today. Perhaps she has swine flu or much worse (she went blind upon seeing her horrible crows feet). Maybe she had a heart attack because she realized she wasn't Jackie Kennedy.
I see two members of her clique. They are in front of me as always.
That huge blond who wears the tight-fitting, paisley tops appears as though she got a haircut (the back is uneven, it was either an at-home attempt or a Great Clips do). She is also wearing a shirt with ruffles! Yes, a woman standing at about five foot three and has at least 200 pounds on her is sporting ruffles! *shakes head*

"Dogs never bite me. Just humans."-Marilyn Monroe

-M. Junk

Junk Chips In Her 2 Cents

2009-10-15T07:21:00.001-07:00

Before I begin the official topic for this rather crude blog, let me tell you about something marvelous and yet, completely bewildering that just occurred.
The Jackie Kennedy wannabe bought something at my stand today!
I cast a glance above my laptop to see the horribly flipped hairdo a foot away from me. I could see her gray roots from where she was standing (I never noticed that before) and the crows feet was jabbing at my eyes.
She was sporting these brown flood pants and this cream colored jacket with matching-shade brown flowers all over it. The material was thick but not insulated. The trying-to-be-posh, off-white clutch wasn't helping.
When she spoke, it was how I had always imagined. Her mouth moves very oddly and she pronounced words with an "AR" sound slowly. It left a lasting impression on the ears. She asked for stationary cards on October 15th at 10:16am.
I should name this lady. Use her as a novel figure. So far, I've simply been referring to her as The Jackie Kennedy Wannabe. I'll have to come back to that.
I mentioned being able to name all my fashion pet peeves.
Here are some of my favorite looks to hate:

10.) Northface Jackets. They don't keep you warm. They are plain and ugly. They don't flatter any body type. They are expensive. In-depth explanation for why this has landed a spot on the list shouldn't be required for anybody with working eyes and a shred of taste.

Ok, so this guy is kind of cool, but that still doesn't make up for the awful threads.

9.) Bad Plastic Surgery. Nose jobs are a commonplace where I went to high school, and I never thought those surgeries looked according to Hoyle. They just always looked inaccurate and kind of creepy and slimy. Their noses would go from being a bumpy snout to being delicate ski jump noses. This plastic must stop (but not those amazing, out of proportion boob jobs-done best by Pamela Anderson and Daisy De La Hoya;).

The procedure is uneconomical (the average cost for rhinoplasty in America is 4,277$. http://www.yourplasticsurgeryguide.com/rhinoplasty/howperformed.htm) and the surgical process, heeling and aftermath are as unappealing as your grandmother in a porno. Rhinoplasty is the most common cosmetic/plastic surgery among the under 19 population. Breast reduction, correction of breast asymmetry, treatment of gynecomastia (basically, ridding a guy of manboobs), chin augmentation and liposuction take places 2#-5#.

8.)Fake Smiling. The real thing gleams a brilliant light. The fake ones make your face appear tight and nervous. That's not so ducky. Genuine happiness is beautiful.

Well, besides the excessive use of cheap hair gel.......

7.) Polo Shirts. They make boobs look saggy. The collars are strangely placed and the tacky alligator label doesn't help. Unless there is a paint stain or a couple rips here and there (or it's attire for work and/or sleeping), you look like a tool (especially with the layering and collar popping-makes me shutter).

The breasts appear to be sagging. The label should at least be a kitty if it must exist.

6.) Hollister/Abercrombie/American Eagle. I find it very problematic when a tee shirt costs an arm and a leg and THEN it smells like a gay whore house. In order to find this shirt you would need to get past the plastic potted plants of horror and than obtain night vision to navigate (the mall can't pay to light up these stores- perhaps they think a rayless, awful-smelling room is better than seeing the merchandise?)

Nope, every Hollister looks the same.

5.) Crocs Footwear. I don't even consider them shoes. I love the environment, but not when a recycled product comes out in such a tasteless form. They come in all colors and sizes, but only if you want to pay the price. These babies run at a start price of 30$, are of poor quality and are ugly (Thanks Maddox;). People who sport this unworthy foot gear rant and rave about the comfort these shoes bring. Rejection and a white-trash vibe is what they bring.

No excuse.....

4.) Bad Prom Dresses. Pictures are required asap for a visual aid. Bad patterns (for me to consider a pattern "bad" calls for a round of applause), lines on the shoulders (from hours frying in tanning beds), unflattering waist lines, that birthday-ribbon-ish curly hair, dingy shoes and overdosed make-up put this...whole event really, high on the list.

Faces must be concealed, for these are citizens of Cleveland. The chick on the left wasn't actually that crummy of a human, but her tan lines are bringing me down. I always had this feeling that she possessed some neat talent (like dress-sewing, Boston Cream Pie baking or being able to play D&D) but she couldn't share it for some reason. The chick on the right had a face that was strictly from hunger, a malnourished body and a liverish personality to match. I applaud her for finding the ugliest dress pattern, the ugliest dress length and the ugliest dress cut in the city though.

3.) Spray Tanning. It breaks my heart. Natural skin is lovely. Pale skin reminds me of the moon. Why wrinkle and destroy your skin to resemble a carrot? Oh, and have gross, unnatural tanning lines?

Well-known pale beauties are Dita Von Teese, Liv Tyler, Amy Lee (of band, Evanescence) and Nichole Kidman.

2.) Bad Tattoos. I love tattoos. Men and women alike with excellent ink are a fantastic turn on. What if the ink is of poor quality, inappropriately placed or just a bad design? It's stuck to you forever and nothing can patch that up.

^What "regret" looks like.

^Ink done right. This is James Suicide. I, myself have a little ink on my left foot. It's a shamrock to represent my Irish heritage and that I have luck on my side. I plan on adding more throughout my life.

1.) Dogs in Purses. Dogs are mutts, but they still don't deserve to be treated like accessories. I want to free them from the stamped Coach purses. It's utmost degrading to the animal (and illuminates the stupidity of the woman).

Animal Cruelty.

I LOVE THIS MAN: http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=fashion

"Constructive criticism is about finding something good and positive to soften the blow to the real critique of what really went on"-Paula Abdul

-M.Junk

Junk Gets The Jitters

2009-10-14T11:05:00.000-07:00

In 2 weeks and 6 1/2 days, I will be treading into the Brown Aveda Institute with heavy legs and a lump in my throat for the first time.
I just found out on the 20th, there is an orientation. I am going to meet the other ladies in the November 2009-August 2010 class and try on my uniform.
People are going to see that weird pin-up chick and frankly, I'm a little flustered.
It's 10 months with barely any breathing room. Being surrounded by folks who dislike you can be almost suicidal in a situation like that.
I mean, as much as I was made fun of in high school, at least it was only five days a week for six hours. This is five days a week, 9-5 in a city a good forty five minute drive away.
Well, all I know right now is these two young hens-to-be are hanging over my counter. They keep breaking out into random tittering. They also keep asking me if I have merchandise that we obviously don't have. Both of them need better hairspray and less spray tanning oils covering themselves.
Next blog? My list of fashion pet peeves.
And of course I will let you know how the orientation goes the second I have the opportunity.

"If you're not just a little bit nervous before a match, you probably don't have the expectations of yourself that you should have"-Hale Irwin

-M.Junk

A Collection Of Junk

2009-10-08T08:13:00.000-07:00

So that lady with the Yale-hopping daughter just entered the cafe in anti-fashion. A pinstripe suit (horribly placed vertical stripes, badly removed shoulder pads, etc.) and a HUGE, bright white fake flower on the breast pocket. This lady honestly thinks shes Jackie Kennedy or something!
I bought this incredible coat yesterday. It's lengthy, white and decorated with black polka dots. I love polka dots.
I think I am going to design appearances. They will all have an attire, a scene, a hairstyle and an inspiration.
The names and descriptions of these attires will be as followed:

The Sarah Avery
Inspiration: Ingrid Bergman/ Harujuku/ Alice In Wonderland
Height/Body Type: Between 5'5" and 5'8". Fuller breasts. Thicker hips. Slimmer legs.
Face: Preferably Blue Eyes. Freckles are a plus. Fair skin. Full lips. Dark red lips, overdone cheeks. Natural eyes, but very long, fake eyelashes (perhaps with a green tint). Going for a China Doll look.
Outfit: Classic white button down and a gray vest (dip cut and very revealing). Below will be a large circle skirt that will cinch at the waist. The skirt will be clean cut but messy at the same time. Multiple shades of gray, white, black and blue and green will be used. Under the circle skirt will be an extremely skimpy, white slip (complete with ruffles, etc.). When she walks and the skirt flips up, a super bright blue garter belt will be visible. Bright green stilettos with animated detailing and a bright blue, silver and green ribbon in the hair will be the accessories to complete this appearance.
Hair: So blond its almost white. The ribbon will compliment the part natural, part fingerwaved hair.

The Alexandra
Inspiration: Lauren Bacall/The Flapper Era/Steam Punk
Height/Body Type: Between 5'5" and 6'0". Very full breasts. Long Figure.
Face: Strong features. Blue eyes. Glowing skin. Large smile. Dark eyeliner, but a neutral eyelid. Long, glittery, fake eyeslashes. Heavy cheeks. very dark, red lips. "brash" make-up.
Outfit: Scoop neck dress. The dress is tight-fitting and the the scoop neck pushes the breasts very close together and pushes them up to fullest extent. The dress is a deep, plum color and is tied at the waist with a leopard-print belt. Dramatic, leopard-print, fake (i mean OBVIOUSLY fake) nails, a black and plum colored steam punk hat with flower, feather and leopard print detail, a gold clutch, leg-lengthening plum and gold heels and specifically-placed pearls will complete this look.
Hair: Tied off the face but wavy and natural and go together with the hat. Preferably blond hair.

The Mandy
Inspiration: Clara Bow/Early 90's Hip Hop
Height/Body Type: Between 5'0" and 5'5". Slim with fuller breasts and a small waist. Larger hips and derriere. Preferably slightly smaller than an hourglass.
Face: Very round and bright eyes like Clara Bow. Dainty but noticeable features all around. Red lips. The rest of the face will be more neutral.
Outfit: Jeans that are washed out and baggy at the bottom but as it goes up the legs the jeans tighten. The jeans go a little above the waist. Red bikini top splattered with black, white and gold paint. "Crack Is Wack" will be painted on one of the breasts of the top. Tacky, gold chains will be seen around her slender neck. Tacky, gold hoop earrings are a must. A hot pink belt must be wrapped around the naked waist. Torn and worn red stiletto converse will be the shoes for this attire. A toe hole will be poked into one shoe. Phrases such as, "The Wu Tang Is Dangerous", "White Girl" and, "I Fucked Your Dealer" will be sharpie-scrawled on the shoes.
Hair: Tons of volume but still straight. Preferably reddish/brown. Tied up into a huge bow by a torn, colorful rag. Matching rags will be tied around her wrists.

The Mel Jayne
Inspiration: Camille Clifford/ Rockabilly
Height/Body Type: Very tall (5'8" and above). Very slender. Defined figure.
Face: Very high cheekbones. Large eyes. Done up cheeks. Long, fake eyelashes that show off the grand almond shape. Bright, red lips is a must.
Outfit: Bright red, tight fitted top with white buttons going down the front. Stretches around the neck and ends at the waist, where the shirt will be met with a black pencil skirt that will hit the knees. A white headpiece or headband with black polka dots, a matching bag and pumps will set the look. Black bandannas either daintily tied around the neck, wrists or the bag handle will top off this look.
Hair: Darker. Even the darkest of black. The polka dotted headpiece must involve netting in the design. Even a veil would give the outfit the feel I desire. Curly and messily, yet neatly pinned up hair (including a very tall pompadour) with straight, Bettie Page bangs will be what I search for.

The Jesse Pontiac, Shannon Ferrari and Ali Bug
Inspiration: Mia Farrow/Steam Punk/ Flapper Era
Height/Body Type: All petite, slender figures. As short as 4'10" and as tall as 5'4".
Face: Jesse Pontiac (The Vampire) will have comical make-up (deep, purple lips, pale skin, multiple shades of blue, green, black, etc. on the eyes, etc.). Shannon Ferrari (The Princess) will have overdone cheeks, dramatic eyelashes, standout eyes and brilliant, red lips. Ali Bug (The Fairy) will have light but glittery make-up. Her lips will be a pale pink.
Outfit: Jesse Pontiac will wear a skimpy (when I say skimpy, I mean barely covering her chest) black bikini with a tuxedo-themed garter, tuxedo-themed slip and a very tall (I'm talking a good, extra foot) steam punk hat. Feathers, bells, flowers, netting, etc. will decorate this hat. She will wear a super dramatic bow tie and detailed eye goggles with many lenses and an attached gas mask (but its important her eyes are still visible). Shannon Ferrari is the princess, but not a snobby princess. A pink, halter wiggle dress fits for this princess. A black coat with pink, purple and zebra print detail will be a nice fit. Clear, 5+ inch "Cinderella Heels", A zebra-print muff, a shimmering clutch and a bright pink pillbox hat with zebra-print detailing will have her shining. Ali Bug is the light and tiny fairy. A bright white/off white steam punk hat with delicate detail will coordinate with her small, white thong, ruffled and extremely detailed corset, ruffled garters, pearls precisely placed will have my fantasy coming true. Tattooed (even if its fake) wings will be a fantastic plus. This attire will not require shoes.
Hair: Jesse Pontiac has a short, frazzled haircut dyed black and under shades of purple. Shannon Ferrari also has a short haircut (and shes the redhead), but primary extensions will allow me to give her a 60's-based, Jackie Kennedy flip to match her pillbox hat. Ali Bug is a short-haired blond who will primarily sport Mia Farrow's famous cut from motion picture, "Rosemary's Baby".

I Will Return To This Collection Of Junk Later <3

"I never kept up with the fashions. I believed in wearing what I thought looked good on me"-Bettie Page

-M. Junk

Junk Turns 19

2009-10-07T11:23:00.000-07:00

Today is my 19th birthday. My mind doesn't feel like turning on, so I'll just have some fun. I'll list accessories I may splurge on with my birthday money:
10.) A new pillbox hat-preferably in bright purple or leopard print (or a mixture of both!)

9.) A Marie Antoinette-inspired gown (like the anti-prom dress I got from the Unique Thrift)

8.) An original Huey Newton-inspired Black Panthers hat

7.) Extremely high waisted pants or shorts (I'm talking 90's high waisted)

6.) Feather and flower hair pieces

5.) Detailed steam punk hat

4.) Ultra tight, ultra fitted polka dot wiggle dress

3.) Circle skirt (preferably in a bright color of course)

2.) New slips. I actually saw this amazing slip on ebay. It was blue and there was a cartoon of two pin up girls fighting each other on the bottom corner.

1.) The leopard faux fur Bettie Page coat (I saw it at Flower Child in Lakewood). I claim it mine.

I think I'm going to learn how to sew. I want to learn how to create all these items (except the original Black Panthers hat) with my own hands.

Also, I'm wearing Revlon shade #440 "Cherries In The Snow" red lipstick in honor of Miss. Cherry Pie, Bobbie Brown (today is her birthday too).

"The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age"-Lucille Ball

-M.Junk

Junk Can't Dance

2009-10-06T09:26:00.000-07:00

Tommy The Clown
This cafe I slave at does not embolden me. There is this group of women older than 40 but younger than 70 that come here everyday. Three of the five of the members of this clique are sitting in front of me now as I type.
They blather so loudly it splits my heavily pierced ears. The usual matters in hand they discuss are meeting so and so at Legacy Village, fancy purses, diets and what colleges their children are attending (from the limited observation, two of the women have a son(s) in college and one has a daughter studying law at Yale).
The woman with the law-studying daughter always flips her hair, almost as though she was trying to impersonate Jackie Kennedy (but failing miserably). Her mouth moves oddly whenever she opens it (which occurs quite often) and she mixes gold and silver together in the worst possible fashion. She opts to sporting heavy, black eyeliner which allows her crows feet to pop out from a mile away.
The blond one is about five foot four and an even 200 pounds. I have no woe with bigger women (I have had the biggest crush on Queen Latifah since I could last remember), but when bigger women wear clothing that does not compliment their curves, it becomes one of my biggest pet peeves. The blond is harnessing these laugh-worthy flood pants and this appalling, tight, pale blue blouse. The fit enlarges her wide waist and the color washes out her pasty skin (and all of her other plain features).
The third one present today could have been pleasing to the eye at one time, but than thought bland, argyle sweaters would put her up there with Ingrid Bergman and Katharine Hepburn. She was tragically wrong. Her plain, brown locks (cheap hair conditioner obviously used) and eye-blood inducing black shoes show she has given up on inventing a new and creative appearance and has fallen into line with these other old hens.
Something has opened my mind though which I would love to share. I recently have met a krump dancer, and while I can't hold a beat (beyond tap dancing) to save my life, this unusual street dance sparked curiosity.
Clowning was founded in 1992 by a man who people will simply refer to as Tommy The Clown (also known as Thomas Johnson) after his prison sentance was up. This grand event in dance hsitory took place in Compton, California. They used this jacose dancing to entertain children at parties. Krump was spawned off of clowning. The emotions in clowning are supposed to be more relaxed and fun. Krump is angrier and involves more drastic jerking movements. One of the biggest names in this field is Lil' C, the founder and leader of the Krump Kings flock, Ceasare. This krump dancer explained the different groups of krump dancers you could be apart of (of course, your only inducted into such an organization if you can dance as well as them or even beat them in a dance battle).
The bright and diverting colored clothing catches my attention. Wigs, make-up, shoes, huge dresses (but still easy to move in), mammoth sized pants, hats, insane weaves, suits, boots, knee length socks all torn, ripped, painted, frayed, etc.
It's like the city of Cleveland. Just the movement inspires a new idea.
Instead of hearing my usual babble about pin up, Suicide Girls and red lipstick, I will list certain decades, scenes, etc. that inspire my styling:

8.) Rosie the Riveter. This famous cartoon is based during the World War 2 era, when women began working outside of the home (this was an extremely new concept at the time). I spy the overalls, denims and bandana patterns (I love bandana, flower patterns, etc.).

A real-life Rosie The Riveter. I <3 the saddle shoes.

7.) The Pillbox Hat. The history of this petite, little lady accessory runs deep. It used to be apart of some military attire. Later, you would see this versitile hat worn by members of the Commonwealth of Nations. Later, style icons such as Jackie Kennedy began this trend. Although dying now, I plan on bringing it back.

6.) Hippies. 60's and 70's hipsters from Woodstock to Haight Ashbury. The tye dye, sing along festivals, drastic sunglasses and patterns get my fashion bug drooling everytime.

A duet at a parade on stilts.

5.) The Zoot Suit. Once described by Malcolm X as, "a killer-diller coat with a drape shape, reet pleats and shoulders padded like a lunatic's cell". The zoot suit came to life in the 1930's and originally prominentally worn by the young, Mexican population. The suits are baggy, bright and it's common to find a long (and when I say long, I mean very long) chain hanging down the pants. It's the only time when a man wearing pink can intimidate you.

Zoot Suits were designed for taller people so I would have to make my own.

4.) Steam Punk. This updated but Victorian-inspired style is based off science fiction and fantasy novels. Just check out the hats, goggles and dresses for a taste of this bizarre subculture.

3.) The 80's. Big hair. Leg Warmers. No further explanation required.

Olivia Newton John was an 80's icon. "Let's get Physical" is still sung to this day.

2.) Early 90's Hip Hop. Although hip hop the music was founded in the 70's in Bronx, New York, this unusual clothing populated in the 90's. High-waisted pants, animated attire, plether, layered denim, cheesy jewlery (I am a sucker for those huge, tacky chains), etc. were apart of this blown up scene (google image group, Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five for a fullfilling picture of this era).

Musical legends, Run DMC. They ran the hip hop scene throughout the 80's, 90's until 2002. They have been ranked by "Rolling Stone" magazine as the 48th greatest musical group of all time and they were the second group in the rap/hip hop genre to be inducted into the Hall Of Fame (Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five were first). They put out seven albums, which three went platinum and 1986's, "Raising Hell" went triple platinum (you know, "It's Tricky"....). I still love the tacky chains and the Billie Holiday glasses.

1.) The Flapper Girls. These ladies were the ultimate rebels. This was during the 20's, when women were demanded to wear heavy, lengthy gowns, long hair and possess barely-there personalities. Flapper girls chopped their hair, wore heavy make-up, listened to jazz and expirimental music, smoked, drank, had casual sex, wore short skirts, drove automobiles alone, etc.

Observe the heavy, make-up and skimpy slip dress. She would have been considered a "hussy", "strumpet" and "gangsters wife" by many (and even to this day).

"If it wasn't for 2 Live Crew videos wouldn't look like they do and rappers wouldn't sound like they do"- Luther Campbell

-M.Junk

Junk Get's A Goal

2009-10-01T09:27:00.000-07:00

Settled in a circle on a colorful carpet, my second grade teacher asked her class of twenty three kids what they wanted to be when they grew up. After hearing about dreams of being doctors, cops and teachers, she heard a meek and petite girl claim some bizarre future plans.
"I want to marry Kurt Cobain". That was me.
Mother wanted to send me off to a nuthouse, but just laughed instead. My Dad simply explained the tragic death of Kurt Cobain in 1994.
I'd still be sent to a nuthouse if my parents were normal. I'm going to be 19 in a week and I want to be a pin up model more than anything else in the entire world.
They believe pin up goes as far back as the late 1800's, but the term, "pin up" was first patented in 1941.
Pin-up models have been drawn and sculpted. They are supposed to represent the perfect woman (hour glass figure, beautiful and fair but fierce face, etc.). Pin up calendars and tiny types are hung informally as well (soldiers have them in barracks, etc.). One of the first very popular "sex symbols" was Betty Grable. She was known for her adept and flawless legs. World War two soldiers adored her. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pin-up_girl
And as usual, I'm taking a gander at these ladies' locks. Right now my latest fingerwaving inspiration has been Mae Capone. She was not considered pin up, but she did do underground modeling while she was married to American gangster, Al Capone (that is, before his first arrest in 1931 and than all the following appeal trials relating to his tax evasion, murder, gun running and bootlegging charges- afterwards, she often hid from the public).
Though she isn't pin up either, Amy Winehouse currently wears my favorite beehive. Ellen Drew is currently one of my favorite old-time blonds.

Here are some other old-time (and even some new time) women I inspire from:
1910's-1920's: Vilma Banky, Clara Bow (the "It" girl), Camille Clifford (a living statue), Bebe Daniels, Billie Dove, Greta Garbo, Bessie Love, Nita Naldi, Pola Negri, Anita Page, Olive Thomas and Alice White (those EYES!).

1930's: Annabella, Dolores del Rio, Ginger Rogers, Thelma Todd, Toby Wing.

1940's: Lauren Bacall, Diana Barrymore, Ingrid Bergman, Linda Darnell, Yvonne De Carlo, Judy Garland, Jane Greer, June Haver, Candy Jones, Hedy Lamarr, Carmen Miranda (and her epic fruit hair displays), Ella Raines, Gene Tierney, Esther Williams.

1950's: Pier Angeli, Carroll Baker, Brigitte Bardot, Candy Barr (greatest exotic dancer ever), Mara Corday, Hazel Court, Dorothy Dandridge, Sandra Dee, Allison Hayes, Eartha Kitt ("the most exciting woman in the world), Joi Lansing, Jayne Mansfield, Irish McCalla, Cleo Moore, Maila Nurmi, Lili St. Cyr (another amazing exotic dancer), Tempest Storm (love redheads;), Marta Toren, Mamie Van Doren. This was an explosive decade in pin up history. This was also the decade when Marilyn Monroe and Bettie Page were at the height of their careers.

1960's: Pamela Green (has this True Romance theme about her) and Margaret Nolan. Obviously pin up went through a time period of suffering(but at least this decade is responsible for Jackie Kennedy).

1970's: Barbi Benton (redhead alert;), Farrah Fawcett, Goldie Hawn, Kate Jackson, Peggy Lipton, Julie Newmar, Jaclyn Smith, Bern Nadette Stanis, Cheryl Tiegs.

1980's: Bobbie Brown (Miss.Cherry Pie), Samantha Fox, Kelly LeBrock, Linnea Quigley.

1990's: (The years of Pamela Anderson), Cindy Margolis, Cindy Crawford, Carmen Electra.

The New Millenium: Jami Deadly, Bernie Dexter, Loulou Vob Brochwitz (and Miss. Dita Von Teese)

"In my dream world, every girl is pin up"- M. Junk

-M. Junk

How To Inspire Junk

2009-09-30T11:06:00.000-07:00

Although stylist are demanded to remain updated, there is a hint of their own touch on each customers head. I believe all stylists are inspired by some sort of celebrity. Besides being influenced by Cleveland and pin up girls, there are those women who sparkle. These are some of the women that trigger my interest.

15.) Michelle Pfeiffer. Her heart-shaped facial structure and high cheeks bones allow any hair style to work on her. She also has the ability to appear very sweet (like in Mid Summer's Night Dream) or like a Marine who remains fearless of a roomful of gangsters (referring to her role in Dangerous Minds).

Obviously on the right playing a white, suburban teacher in "Dangerous Minds".

14.) Patricia Arquette. Has to be one of the most underrated actresses in America. She deserves a spot for not only leading in my favorite movie (True Romance), but for being a chamillion (she has the ability to morph for any movie role). Her hair has been short, long, wavy, straight, dark, light. I love clients like this and hope I meet many of them.

Patricia playing call girl, Alabama in "True Romance"

13.) Kelly Osbourne. She doesn't have the ability to pull off every look (her cheekbones are very dull), but she makes it happen. She uses her features to her advantage (her full lips, clear skin, etc.). I'd be honored to splatter pink in her tresses.

Kelly Osbourne impersonating a 1920's flapper.

12.) Kim Basinger. Her skin glows. She would stand out in the most extensive crowd because of that skin. Her skin even glimmers when she plays up the part of a trashy, drug-addict mother (8 Mile). That's miracle-worthy.

Kim Basinger

11.) Heather Locklear. She's almost 50 and her hair is still big and her eyes still make me weak at the knees. Doesn't even require further explanation.

During Heather Locklear's prime in the 80's

10.) Lucille Ball. Besides my appreciation for humorous women, I also happen to love redhaired women with bright, red lips and perfectly sculpted legs.

Lucille Ball was not a natural redhead, but she was one of the first pin up's to indulge in comedy.

9.) Amy Winehouse. Sure, the heavy drug use puts me off, but I cannot resist her huge beehive hairdo and striking eye make-up. The pin up girls tattooed on her arm is a huge plus.

Amy Winehouse about an hour before accepting an award for her R&B singing.

8.) Zoli Suicide. For those of you who don't know what a Suicide Girl is, it is a website of inked, pierced and painted nude ladies. Zoli was an original SG. Her vivid choices for hair colors and almond-shaped eyes allow her to be my most prominent fantasy as a stylist.

Zoli Suicide travels America to photograph and entertain.

7.) Bobbie Brown. I love video girls. I know that sounds skanky and low, but video girls fascinate me (I mean, no one really wants to look at Warrant, or 50 Cent). Her red lips (I love girls who invest in bright, red lipstick), hairsprayed tresses and rocking body earned her a notable spot on this list.

She may not be throwing a pie, but that's her alright.

6.) Dita Von Teese. Her dainty, yet fierce features animate the pin up girls of yesteryear. The fact that I drool over the whole black hair, pale skin and bright eyes trio also explains her position. The perfect hour glass figure doesn't hurt either.

The beautiful Dita Von Teese at work.

5.) Lil' Kim. For those who don't know, she was a teenaged prostitute before deceased rap artist, Notorious B.I.G. discovered her for improv rapping. Over a decade later, celebrity stylists still mock her, "slutty" appearance. I eat it up. I love the dramatic make-up, the huge, fake boobs (I dote on boob jobs) and the comical weaves.

Always looking sexy, even when she's locked up.

4.) Pam Anderson. The lips. The eyes. The boobs. The hair. The famous, red one piece. The getting married to Kid Rock in a slip. That's all that needs to be said.

She can always laugh at herself, even when people diss her for making a sex tape with Tommy Lee.

3.) Daisy De La Hoya. Let's get this straight: I hate reality television, but I was flipping through the channels one lazy day and I saw that annoying Rock of Love series playing and I couldn't help but wonder, "who's that pretty little blond thing with the grand tits and the beautiful eyes?"

None of those guys in "Daisy of Love" could handle her....

2.) Marilyn Monroe. My first inspiration: her tall, full body posted up in How to Marry a Millionaire, displaying that sexy, red swimsuit (I don't know what my infactuation is with the color red-my favorite color is lime green!). She has mass amounts of sex appeal. Anyone would look silly with their white dress blowing up while standing on a subway grating (The Seven Year Itch).

Marilyn Monroe is considered by many to be "America's first beauty".

1.) Bettie Page. The jet black locks and perfect face aren't enough. She also has to sport every animal print and provocative set of lingerie ever created to just barely cover her flawless body. The sex appeal cannot even be described on paper (I am a writer that is not often left speechless), but she takes the cake for sexiest woman in history.

Considered by many to be the Queen of Pin Up.

"Women are always beautiful"- Ville Valo

-M. Junk

Junk Reviews The Keystone

2009-09-29T08:35:00.000-07:00

Everyone is forced to sort through shit tons of paperwork when they apply to and get into colleges, universities, trade schools, etc. Along with the the application, the payment plan, my contract with Brown Aveda, etc, I received a rule book. This booklet includes rulings regarding the fairly strict dress code, what we are expected to do with our baroque name tags and beauty school kits, what classes I am supposed to take (I already mentioned the basic topics I'll be educated in), etc.
"Semesters"
This training is 45 weeks long, Tuesday through Saturday, 9am-5pm (but I was told that arriving to school at 8:45 is best. This is a buisness where if your on the dot your already late) and 1500 hours. The "quarters" are split up into units:

Introduction Unit- 404.00 classroom hours and 16.00 clinic (salon) hours coming to a total of 420.00 hours (12 weeks). Alpha Unit- 70.00 classroom hours and 315.00 clinic hours coming to a total of 420.00 hours (12 weeks). Using many lectures, demonstrations and workshops (God, I hope someone will use me like a guinea pig and sew in a nice weave that's not from Sally's), well learn the basics of hair cutting and styling hair and scraping the tip of iceberg on nail and skin care. Retail merchandising (Aveda has a grand line of products), mastering costumer service, state safety laws, etc. are covered during this "semester".

Beta Unit- 70.00 classroom hours and 350.00 clinic hours coming to a total of 420.00 hours (12 weeks). All that time in the clinic will boost our confidence when it comes to professional ability and we begin to grasp the art of being a good interviewees and becomming expertees at resume writing. This is also when I'm supposed to, "unlock your creativity as you explore the latest trends and techniques in hair cutting, stying, coloring, permanent waving, and chemical restructuring" (I'll be on my knees, begging to a higher power for beehives hairdos, finger waving, etc. to come back into style within the next month- I know, Bill O'Reily would advertise the Black Panther Party before that happens).

Gamma Unit- 56.00 classroom hours and 219.00 clinic hours coming to a total of 275.00 hours (8 weeks). Our levels of concentration, accuracy and talent are salon-ready. This is when we are to work on time management, entrepreneurship and self-promotion (I don't think they mean sell merchandise like a band, but mugs with my "BUH" face or my ugly cat, Boy printed on them could be a successful and worthwhile move, yes?). This is when we take our final salon tests and the written exams.

(Note: I am in no way part of the esthetics program. This blog is focused on cosmetology. I am skimming over the esthetics part of the pamphlet but I will not take notes in this blog).

"Admission Requirments"
-Informational interview with an admissions representative. It is not as frightening as it sounds. As controversial and forward as I appear in writing, I am painfully shy when I am in unfamiliar situations. After about fifteen minutes of the woman's warm voice, I was rested enough to admit to learning and speech problems that I have and that I am very shy around demanding people and people I don't know well, but that this has been an interest of mine for as long as I could remember.

-Take and pass a basic skills exam. You don't study for this test. A large portion of this test is common sense. It includes basic math (I don't have math education past some geometry so when I say it's "basic", it really is), english and some science. Very typical street smarts is involved (Example: Which side of the road do you drive on in America? The right side).

-Submitting a letter of intent, describing goals and why you want to attend Brown Aveda. I sent two pages to Brown Aveda, telling them when I discovered the world of beauty (surprisingly it wasn't during modeling, it was when I saw Marilyn Monroe in, How to Marry a Millionaire, frollicking about in that sexy, red bathing suit).

-Submit a letter of recommendation. My human rights/living law/government teacher, Mr. D wrote me one when I was still in high school (he helped me begin our high schools sect of the Gay/Straight Alliance) and my cousin also wrote me a letter. They made me sound decent so I was satisfyed.

-Submit high school transcripts. I had to twist the college counselor's arm to get these (the one that said I would never make anything of myself). I wish you luck and hope you don't have to go through hell (this is for anyone applying anywhere).

-Submit an enrollment contract. When I signed that contract, I felt like I was suddenly giving my life to someone. My heart jumped to my throat. It was that of a blood oath. The loyalty and elbow grease I am dedicating to this institution makes my organs play tug of war with one another. Just take a deep breath and sign your name. If it's something you want to do.

"Student Evalutation"
Projects, class participation, written tests, homework, daily clinic times, quotas, accuracy and improving quality of services, customer service, etc. are all closely examined by teachers and supervisors and graded. This isn't the grading system I remembered from high school:
100-99%: A
98-96%: A-
95-93%: B+
92-90%: B
89-88%: B-
87-86%: C+
85-84%: C
83-81%: C-
80%: D
79%: F
*Gulp!*

"Standards"
1.) Success is achieved partcially due to maintaining a professional appearance.
a.) We get one uniform shirt and one apron. We are expected to keep it clean, ironed and unaltered. The replacement cost is 75.00$.
b.) No other shirt, jacket or sweatshirt is to be worn over the top of the uniform. All undergarments must be BLACK.
c.) We use identification badges to clock in and out each day. We are never to leave the building with them on. I wonder how many people will ask me the origin of my name, if it's my real name, etc.
d.) We have to wear solid, black dress pants (how dare one wrinkle be visible). Revealing clothes, hats, sunglasses, etc. cannot be worn. At least that stage I went through freshman and sophmore year where I constantly wore bandanas over my face has come and gone.
e.) No tennis shoes, tennis shoe look alikes or open toed shoes are permitted. The shoes must be black.
f.) "Brown Aveda Institute reserves the right to maintain an esthetic standard for all students". It scares me to think that they can tell us that we don't look clean. I'm too worried. I shower.
g.) If the Brown Aveda Institute doesn't believe your dressed for work, they can send you home to change. I live a half hour away from this school. I may as well leave my wardrobe in the car just in case.
h.) Students may leave the property during lunch as long as they clock in and out and return in time for clinic/ classroom time.
i.) Services may not be performed on fellow students unless the class is doing a fashion show or a demonstration with supervision.

2.) We are supposed to conduct ourselves in a professional matter.
a.) Actions disrupting the learning process (foul language, rudeness, etc.) will have you being dismissed for the day.
b.) Food, candy and beverages stay in the lunchroom. No gum is to be chewed anywhere.
c.) Smoking is prohibited anywhere on the property.
d.) You may use cell phones on lunchbreak in the locker rooms and the cafeteria.
e.) Visitors come through front doors and check in at the front desk. They can only visit a student if the student is on an approved break.

Everything else was about the absense policies and refunds which was putting me to sleep.

"Holidays"
-January 1st: New Years Day
-Martin Luther King Day
-Memorial Day
-Independence Day: July 4th
-Thanksgiving Day: 4th Thursday in November
-2 day December break
-5 Conferance Days throughout the year

This is a majority of my time being eaten alive in just a little over a month. I must begin to make preparations to say, "good bye" to people. To be honest, I've been feeling woeful and depressed for the last month or so, but lets not launch into that. I don't want to be one of those bloggers who complains about their girlfriend dumping them or whatever.

"Rules are for the obedience of fools and the guidance of wise men"-Douglas Bader

-M. Junk

Does Junk Qualify?

2009-09-24T08:50:00.000-07:00

Admirable cosmetologists are everywhere. They work at Great Clips. They style famous peoples' locks. They work at those cheesy 50's salons (that would be my personal dream come true). But what makes a prime stylist? I found this list ( http://www.cosmetologyschools.com/cosmetology-top-10.html):

1.) Adaptability. "A great cosmetologist stays on top of changing techniques and technologies in the industry and can easily incorporate these changes into their work". Now, I love pin curls, pin ups, beehives and fingerwaving (which by the way, my attempt last night did not turn out the way I was hoping in the least). However, I can also work around a modern hair straightener (I say "modern" because the hair iron was actually first patented in 1906). I think as much as I loathe current and trendy fashion, I can suck it up and master the latest prom up dos'.

2.) Color and Style Perception. "A great cosmetologist has a keen sense of what hair styles and colors work for people and will make suggestions to help clients look their best". Actually I have knack for this. I can tell just by observing a ladies face shape, skin tone and their natural hair texture what they would look like with a new hair length, color or style. My best friend, *Avery is a blond (partially natural and partially courtesy of Garnier 59# blond). Her skin is paler but her cheeks have a lot of natural color (and the freckles are a fantastic extra kick) and her eyes are striking blue. She disagrees but I can see black hair as a distinct possibility (I love pale women- to hell with those spray tanned oompa loompas). I say she looks a little like pin up girl Ingrid Bergman (nice hair texture, standout eyes, pale skin, etc.). I can make similur judgements on any girl I meet.

3.) Creativity. "A great cosmetologist has a sense of creativity and can think of new and different ways to style hair, apply makeup, or perform other cosmetology procedures". I am anything but monotone. Style inspirations are pin up girls, drag queens, the movie "True Romance", the 90's, Amy Winehouse, the city of Cleveland, music of all genres, San Francisco, photography, exotic plants, Suicide Girls, etc. My mind never stops expanding.

4.) Skilled at Customer Service. "A great cosmetologist has fantastic customer service skills. They are friendly and helpful to all clients and help create a welcoming atmosphere". This one will be tricky. I can't lie. A lot of people trouble me a great deal. The thought of having to smile at these imbilsoles purchasing their spirit apparel (I sell school spirit attire at a college) is bewildering. When I hung my apron at Panera Bread, being warm and sweet was worse than the Chinese Water Torture. Matters worsen when customers shrill, shriek, gripe, cry and demand refunds. My nicely made Panera shake would be thrown at the ground in fury (it's really happened). What got me quitting my job at Panera Bread in blind outrage was when a customer began snapping their fingers at me. Yes, my lack of patience could hold me back.

5.) Good Grooming Habits. "A great cosmetologist is always impeccably groomed. Their hair is styled in a current fashion and make-up is neat and attractive". I already knew this rule held a great importance. I'm not sure about current hairstyling (this is why I want to work at a 50's salon), but being cleanly is crucial. It's not like high school. You can't roll out of bed fifteen minutes before first period, brush your teeth and bike there in record time (my usual routine). I will have to begin prepping for this routine change.

6.) Knowledgeable of Standards. "A great cosmetologist keeps abreast of and follows industry standards for safety and health concerns. They keep their equipment clean and sanitary at all times". This is merely common sense. It's against the law to not be consistent with the strict sanitation rules and regulations specfically written for each state.

7.) Good Manual Dexerity. "A great cosmetologist is good with his or her hands. Whether cutting hair, performing a facial, or giving a manicure, a cosmetologist must be able to perform intricate maneuvers for extended periods of time". My hands puzzle me. The foreign language I took in high school for two years was American Sign Language, so my hands can bend in awkard forms (except when I'm trying to flash any gang sign of the sort- don't cross examine that statement;). I believe I have a pretty well-defined natrual touch. Unprofessional massaging is one of my side jobs. I hope my hands can work endlessly. Something I have a desire to train in is braiding hair. When I say braiding hair, I mean pixie braiding, creating dreadlocks, box braiding, weaves, etc. Those women make bank for working on the same head of hair for hours. Mass amounts of concentration is involved and I would have to find a mentor (braiding in detail isn't apart of the Brown Aveda cirriculum).

8.) Pleasent Personality. "A great cosmetologist has an engaging personality. They can make people feel comfortable and welcome and are easy to talk to". This is why I will have to choose my salon carefully and with much thought. I'm not boring. I'm not 'normal'. I'm not neccessarily mean. My personality is rather odd and difficult for some folks to comprehend and be compatible with. What is going for me in this situation however is that I love to learn and listen to people. Baby Mama drama, bands of all genres from all corners of the world, if peach or off-white roses would be a better centerpiece at some wedding, Brad Pitt (or whatever guy is considered 'hot' these days)....I can hear it all and find a connection.

9.) Adapt with Several Techniques. "A great cosmetologist is skilled at the various techniques used in the industry. They are adept at using scissors, brushes, files, and other equipment". Not only do I have to, but I want to master every technqiue for every piece of equipment I will recieve in my tradeschool kit.

10.) Ability to Visualize Ideas. "A great cosmetologist is able to share a vision with his or her client for an end result. They are able to clearly visualize the goal and skillfully perform the work required to reach that goal". I know I am able to create a clear picture for someone. I am a writer, it's a requirment. Also by nature, I compare women in my life to pin up models. This brainstorms ideas of what I should do with her hair, etc. As I mentioned earlier, my best friend, *Avery reminds me of Ingrid Bergman. *Daisy alludes to Jane Greer. Almost every girl I know reminds me of some pin up.

So it's obvious that I have some goals to aim for (besides fingerwaving hair of course). I should dig deeper into this.

"Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anybody else expects of you"-Henry Ward Beecher

-M. Junk

History of Junk & Why Fingerwaving Is Getting Her High Strung

2009-09-23T09:36:00.000-07:00

39 days until my life forever changes.

While talking to my hairstylist, *Jackie, she informed me about the perplexity of finger waving but that it's easy to catch onto after you get the "movement" down. My *Aunt Suzy claimed that finger waving brought frustrated tears to her eyes. I wonder if Brown Aveda will teach me with the aid of a tutorial such as this: http://www.vividinfinity.com/fingerwave/fingerwaving.pdf

I have an associate who began the cosmetology program at the high school about a month ago. *Daisy says that using rollers has been quite a challenge, but she promised to reveal the secrets of how to make this assignment less of a headache.

Almost everyday for the last four months I have made a daily, fifteen minute journey to Cleveland Heights. A chief obstacle to overcome will be getting used to not traveling there everyday.

Cleveland Heights is a quaint niche. The high school is roomy. The buildings have history. Every street appears to be wearing a personality. Lee. South Taylor. East Overlook. Hampshire. Coventry. Queenston. Mayfield. Washington. Superior. Euclid.

I have only been to Mentor a handful of times. The quick surveillance leads me to believe that the town is at least normal. It has schools, a mall, churches, odd street names, etc. Hopefully the people are not as mentally destroyed as the people of Beachwood. That's where I attended high school.

City of Beachwood:
Last population count: 12,186
Total Size: 5.3 square miles
High School: has been rated one of the top 50 in Ohio
Rated in Cleveland Magazine: as the number 1# suburb in 2007

The suburb is eerie no matter what time of day or night. The houses are large and cold. Children and young adults are expected to be uproarious and expressive. Not in Beachwood. A single out of place sound was looked down upon like a bigot whipping his slave. A single out of style accessory was spat on. The icecream truck was asked not to come through this small city because "noise pollution" became a constant complaint. I happen to be one tacky dresser and as much of a pushover as I am, I do like the ring of my own voice sometimes. I also like chaco taco icecream sandwhiches and popsicles. It's apparent that the Beachwood lifestyle is not the one for me.

I have this plan to be like Barbie without the big boobs, guido boyfriend and dream car (unless you consider my Ford with broken turn signals and dents on all the doors a pie in the sky). I want to become a great hairsylist. Have the ability to work with anyones hair at anytime and anyplace (kind of like one of those house doctors). I can leave Beachwood. Refuse the people there. They'll suddenly run to me like a security blanket but I could laugh at them. Those people who called me, "stupid" will feel horrible.

This is only if I can learn finger waving! I am very excited to be taught any pin up style. Did you know I fell in love with fashion upon seeing How to Marry a Millionaire with my mother? Marilyn Monroe revealed my interest in pin up that lives on a decade later.

I will probably read more of the school rules book tonight.

"Living well is the best revenge"- Mother

-M. Junk

<---Downtown Cleveland

Finding Junk In A Salon

2009-09-08T10:34:00.000-07:00

You can just call me Junk. I am not beautiful, but an unsightly, retired hussy. I project a feeling of uneasiness with my speech problems and outlandish opinions. Bigger than attending a conservative private school, winning nation-wide writing contests, and attending a haughty high school, I am doing the ultimate. I am going to the Brown Aveda beauty school. It's one of the best in the world. I will stay with you for these next 10 months, through the trials and tribulations. The hard training, conquering venustraphobia and defining myself will push me down everyday, but with writing, you can't flummox.
November 3rd will mark a very important day. I will begin attending the Aveda Brown beauty institute (the one located in Mentor, Ohio). It is one of the best beauty schools in the world and this opportunity only comes once.
I am enrolled in the cosmetology program, which will educate me in the areas of hair, nail and skin care.
More specifically, Ill be learning plant aroma logy, state rules and regulations, hair styling (wet styling, pin curling, updos, blow drying, irons, hair extensions, etc.), hair coloring (color theory, corrective coloring, multidimensional coloring, foiling, bleaching, tinting, etc.), Chemical hair relaxing (having ALL knowledge of relaxing hair, application, etc.), Shampooing and conditioing for all hair situations, Perms (history of perming, pre perm analysis, rod selection, etc.), Hair Cutting (use of scissors, razors, clippers, etc.), Skin Care (histology, facials, cleansing, skin disorders, etc.), Make-Up (tools, corrective make-up, different looks, etc.), Nail Care (manicures, pedicures, nail extensions, massage techniques for hands and feet, etc.) and the cirriculum doesn't end there. It would take all day to copy down every piece of knowledge I am expected to obtain.
I want to make people feel dazzling. I hear too many featherweight sixteen year old ladies referring to themselves as "fat". I witness girls barely into puberty picking at their hair and fussing over how big their boobs are supposed to get. It makes me sad.
When I was four years old, I could barely speak, but I could read and I had these insightful, deep brown eyes. My mother thought I was a model.
So it began. I modeled for childrens companies and lights were flashed in my face for the next ten years.
But my life took a turn. The doctor informed my parents that I was going to be petite. Four feet and eleven inches tall. I also wasn't bone thin like a model. It was also stated that I didnt have the face for modeling. It broke hearts. So I stopped eating in hopes to gain a newer contract.
I became ill over the course of 5 months (a good chunk of my 8th grade year). I have put that part of my life to the side.
I still struggle with image sometimes. I am learning to love my body more and more. I want to lead people down a path, one where they will realize that they are beautiful and important (I don't mean to sound like a fucking Halmark card or anything).
I will update you about my researching and progress but as soon as November 3rd rolls around, I'll be scrawling to you daily.

“My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.”-Tupac

-M. Junk