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 Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 11:58 am
 Sugar Petal was, slowly, getting out more. Perhaps it was meeting LL that convinced her it was probably best to explore a little. Maybe it was her mother and her gentle urging? Or perhaps the fact her siblings often gently teased her for locking herself in her garden. Either way, today she had decided to bless herself by leaving not only the yard, but also going into town.
A tiny sigh escaped her as the heat beat down upon the filly. Having hair was rough, especially when you had a tad extra! Summer was not fun! How did her mama survive? Did she just become a puddle? Melt into oblivion until fall hit again? At least her father had it easy! He barely had any hair.... except that beard. That probably wasn't fun, either...
All this talk about hair must have influenced the filly, because once she shook herself free from her pondering she found herself in the salon! Blinking back surprise, the filly flicked her eyes over the various trinkets, bobbles, and phony's. Didn't... didn't that really pretty mare with the massive hair work here? Ugh, that was her future, wasn't it? When the time come Sugar would probably just knot her hair up and go. It wouldn't hurt it, right? It was just hair.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 11:32 pm
Noel come in from the back of the shop, stopping in front of one of the stylist's mirrors and smoothed a lock of hair back into place, using a bobby pin from the station to keep it in place. Hair perfect as always, this day pulled up in a large bun wrapped with a large braid around it's base, her bangs left loose and long. The stylists she employed waved and greeted her as the filed in from the lounge, setting up their work stations and prepping the shop for opening. The mare directed the others around, displays refilled, floors swept. Finding the place suitable for opening, Noel went over to the shop window and flicked on the "Ouvert" sign. She spied Sugar Petal outside the shop and waved at her, smiling.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2015 6:34 pm
Sugar flushed when she was caught staring, giving a polite wave back. Her eyes, without meaning to, drifted to view the others hair, eyes widening. Oh no. It was gorgeous, but how in the world would Sugar Petal manage that? That woman obviously had brush n' grow hair! It took her a good minute to realize she was being rude, fumbling with the strand of her hair she had grabbed to compare and looking anywhere but at the shop. Quick, make a hasty retreat.
Except, maybe she should go in and just peek at the product they had? Her mom was busy, and she already was here, she might as well look at whatever it was she needed to keep her hair from just falling out of her head. Really, all she needed was shampoo, conditioner, and to tie it up, right?
Pushing the store door open, the little filly entered and was immediately welcomed by the scent of a salon. Blinking back momentary surprise, she drifted over to the nearest area that held product, pondering. Any would do. Were they always this expensive? Oh gosh...
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 2:44 am
Noel watched the filly out of the corner of her eye while she set her own station up. Hm..she'd never seen that one before. She watched the girl hesitantly looking over the display with the products she used for her own main. Ah. Sweet Bread, she recognized that shade of pink now. Now that she'd identified who's long hair she'd inherited, she zeroed in on that hair. The mare gritted her teeth, she could see the split ends from way back here, it lacked sheen, she clearly didn't brush it very well. Her hooves tightened on her stylist's chair anxiously. That mane was just begging her to be properly cared for. "Ah..'allo.." Noel appeared at Sugar's side. Mon Dieu, it was even worse up close. "Can moi to be azzizting vous wiz a zomezing?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:27 pm
It took Sugar a good second to understand the woman, having actually never met someone with an accent until now. It also probably took a bit longer since now that gorgeous long mane was right in front of her. Wow. It looked so much pretty in person. Blinking back awe, the filly nervously flicked her long strand of hair in-front of her face, poking at the ground with her hoof.
"Oh, no, I'm sorry. I just wanted to see what I'd have to get when I was older." She admitted, still staring at the blonde and teal locks. Wow. And she thought her mom had a lot of hair! How long did it take to wash? It must be really fun to stylize, but wasn't it a pain to take care of it? Ah, Sugar would probably just tie it up and let it be that. Yeah, that seemed reasonable.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 5:55 am
Older? Older? Older it would be much longer and require much more product and effort to save her hair. Oh no no no, this filly needed a hair intervention NOW. "Do non to bezing zilly! Zez zingz are bezing for all! Come, come, let moi zhow!" She stood by her stylist chair, beckoning the filly over with her hoof. Nanites help her, if she tried to leave anyway she might have to pick the girl up and plop her into the chair herself.
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2015 12:02 pm
Oh wait but she didn't have anything in exchange, and now that she looked at the chair she really didn't want to sit down in it. Every time her mother brushed her hair it hurt, and it wasn't Sweet Bread's fault. For some reason she always had knots in her hair, even though she washed it about daily! Some would argue it was probably the way she handled it after the shower, but Sugar liked to think otherwise.
Still, she was much too polite to reject, hesitantly approaching the chair and wiggling into it, large eyes flicking up to view the other. Oh! She hadn't introduced herself.
"Oh, well, I'm Sugar Petal." She offered, eyes drifting to view the shop.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 4:10 am
"Mmm.." Noel wasn't listening too closely. She'd wrapped the drape around the filly and was also focused on her mane. The mare picked up a small pick and took hoof fulls of hair and slowly, methodically began picking out the knots, taking great care not to pull. "Very finicky 'air vous are 'aving, very tanglez." she said slowly working each strand. "Ze right conditionzingz vill 'elp a lot, we juzt need to bezing makzing eet 'ealthy firzt. Vouz 'ave non been takzing ze bezt care of eet eh Mademoiselle Petal?" she said it a perfect "mom" tone. Not accusing, not angry, but with just enough emphasis to know you'd hadn't been doing the right thing. "Non to be worryzingz. When vous are to be leaving 'ere, vous will be knowzing ze right wayz and I will non 'ave to be fixzing zis again."
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 1:50 pm
Sugar winced at each knot being undone. Not out of pain, no, but rather the sound of the knot being undone. She hadn't really noticed how... well, messy her hair had been, and for the longest time she just assumed everyone her age did the same thing. Washing it was enough, right? It was, after all, just hair. Then again, looking at her mom she knew when she would become an adult that her hair would need considerable more care. She just wasn't exactly sure what that entirely meant yet.
At Noel's tone she gave a sheepish smile, eyes flicking to look down without moving her head.
"Is it really that bad?" She questioned, eyes flicking to watch Noel at work in the mirror.
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Posted: Sun Oct 04, 2015 1:05 am
Noel didn't comment, which in itself was the only comment she needed to make. The mare worked gently and diligently, untangling, de-knotting, until Sugar's mane hung loose and free of tangles. She ran a comb through it, getting out the last of the tiny snarls and for the first time since the filly had entered the shop, smiled a little. "Zere. Now ve can bezing ze real vork to get ze mane to be lookzingz ze bezt." Noel said with a nod. Leading the filly to the back, the pegasus applied shampooed and conditioned, leaving the latter in for a few minutes, to her battered hair. A few minutes longer found Sugar back in the chair Noel had placed her in, her wet mane hung in long, straight curtains around her ears. "Firzt, zis." The mare handed her a comb. "Bruz out vous mane S'il vous plaît."
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:39 pm
The lack of response caused the situation to sink in. Oh. As the mare worked on her hair she tried her hardest to refrain from moving, eyes flicking to the mirror throughout the process to ensure she could see what the other was doing. She caught the smile, her own appearing before she nervously hushed it away and stared firmly back at her feet. When the process was finished, she followed diligently, refraining from commenting as the sweet smell of the products enveloped her. Wasn't this too nice for her? Those products smelled amazing, and Sugar Petal almost apologized for using the precious materials. Surely, they could be used on someone more deserving, right?
Finally, she was sat down in a chair, her long hair falling in curtains. Accepting the brush, the filly carefully ran it through her hair, releasing a little gasp. Oh! It felt nice! Maybe even a bit comforting? Obediently, she combed her hair, flicking her gaze up occasionally to see if she was doing it right. Really, all she wanted was the approval of the woman with the massive but beautiful mane. If she could follow her steps... maybe Sugar Petal could host such marvelous hair as well?
"Thank you..." The nervous little filly finally broke the silence, giving a faint smile. "I'm sorry I took up your time, miss."
Astraea Pandora It's perfectly fine! I apologize for my own wait!
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