The face I made then shed tears when a client told name that she did not want her son to marry his hairstylist girlfriend because she wanted him to marry a educated person. That is a dangerous thing to tell your stylist when I’m holding a hot curling iron in my hand. The insults I’ve endured have no name. Thanks to my 4 months stay back east when I first got out Beauty College, it have  me a fiesty attitude..(thank you NJ💪)  now I have no problem telling someone to go get their hair did…LOL…get it, hair did..somewhere else.