The Weave Bar of ATL

This shop is so unprofessional! When I walked in everyone looked at me as if I was an alien. Finally, one girl spoke to me and asked who I was there for. I let her know I was there for Rissa so she told me to have a seat. Apparently, she did not relay the message to Rissa because she left the building. After approximately 45 minutes she came in and started on my hair. She never asked my name and we had very minimal conversation however, she was very talkative to her friends in the shop. My hair turned out very pretty, but after three weeks most of my tracks were extremely loose and I took it out a week later because I didn’t want to deal with going back to such an unprofessional place.

Moving here it’s hard to find black owned respected hair salons. I went to the shop obsessed with how they did hair on their Instagram. What I did not expect was to be ignored for 3 hours. Crazy I walked in with no hellos, who are you here for, how can I help you nothing but attitude. Basically if you not a homie lover friend expect to get the stank face. And if your lucky enough to get your hair done I hope you get some type of relationship as this place is cold af. Meaning they gave me chills on how dead they are personality wise to clients but to each other it’s all good. I can’t tell you how hair would be, I’m sure good but I’ll never know and oh well that’s why I love California work hard for they weave money rather it’s a hood house or a shop they gonna speak cause they want that money. I thought atl gave southern hospitality clearly missed here.