Dry & Dash

I went there this past Saturday to have my hair and makeup done for the CF Breath of Life Gala. The team did a great job, Lindsey is exceptional at giving you a wonderful look with your make-​up. I would suggest them selling more products such as lipstick to take with you for such a special event and hairspray as I forgot to pack mine, being from out of the area. I will return next year when I am back for the same event.

It was Saturday of Labor Day weekend during a Razorback game. I was hopeful that I would be able to walk in for a blow-​out for a family christening that was the next morning. Around 4:10 p.m., I arrived with my husband to have my hopes dashed.
I couldn’t have known that even though the salon’s Facebook page said it was closing early that day (5:30 p.m. when they usually stay open until 7 p.m. on Saturdays) — they had openings so come on in! — that they didn’t want the business. The first clue was that the little chalkboard sandwich sign that usually sits on the sidewalk in front of E. Leigh’s directing people upstairs was hidden in the little vestibule instead of being out, promoting its services. If I hadn’t known where the salon was, I would never have found it.
When I arrived in the salon, I got the second clue: I saw two stylists sitting at stations playing on their phones looking like the most bored people I have ever seen in my life. So, I thought, «Okay! They’ve got time! This will happen.» But the energy in there was unpromising. The woman rose from her seat, and I asked if I could get a blow-​out. She hesitated. She looked at her watch. She came over to the computer and moused around. She went in the back to talk to someone.
In the meantime, the man sitting at a station on his phone turned away from me, hunched over and never made eye contact. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he was loudly communicating without words that he wanted nothing to do with a walk-​in just then.
She returned, said she had a 4:30 appointment, so she didn’t have time and she said something about the person in the back. She never mentioned the other guy. Did he not work there? Were they in cahoots to get him out of there early? Who knows. By this time, all I wanted was to get out of there. I have never felt so unwelcome in a salon.
She vaguely rallied to give me the salon’s card and ask me to come back, «Maybe during the week?» It was so off-​putting to me, as if she were saying, «Could you return when it’s convenient for us?»
Obviously, I won’t be back. I’ve been to Dry Bar in Manhattan, so I was really excited about this concept in Little Rock. I know there are other places in town. I’ll have to try them.

Marissa was EXCELLENT! My hair looks better than when I go to my regular hair stylist. Wish I could get my hair blown out/​styled every few days ;-). She did a deep conditioning treatment as well. Highly recommend!