The first time was great when it came to the waxing. The lady knew what she was doing and her work came out pretty good other than a little patch she accidentally got out of my eyebrow. But it was her last day on the job because the following Monday she was opening her own salon. The entire time we were there she kept going on about how this place we were at was so dirty and the boss would go next door and gamble all the petty cash. We don't know if it was true or not (the place was dirty but certainly not the dirtiest I've seen). It was just surprising how much she badmouthed her boss.
This second time (last week) was completely the opposite. The girl who did our faces was very sweet and professional. If only she knew what the hell she was doing. She didn't pull the wax strips in the right direction so she had to go over them like five times each (yeah, ouch) and whenever I asked her a question about skincare after waxing she got a total n00b face and it was clear she really had no idea what she was talking about.
But that doesn't even come close to this other place I had to go to in a pinch due to a time restriction. The second I walked in I knew this place was bad. It fucking reeked of chemicals. There was zero ventilation. And to make matters worse, hardly anyone there spoke english. That's usually not a problem but when I asked if the wax she was using was for sensitive skin she had no idea what I was saying. I left lightheaded with a quickly breaking out upper lip.