That being said, I took to making a (previously unplanned) hair appointment at Mauve Hair after flipping through this month's issue of KLIP.
I arrived about five minutes prior to my appointment time and was greeted at the reception desk. Being a first-time customer, I was asked to complete a short questionnaire consisting of hair history questions (ie. Have you ever coloured your hair? Have you ever done a straight/wavy perm?). The slip also asked the method by which customer(s) discovered Mauve Hair; being recommended from friends that are existing customers apparently earned newcomers 10% off.
Those familiar with my germophobic ways shall understand that I am particularly picky with cleanliness and will go to extreme lengths to avoid contamination of my personal belongings. In line with other reviews, I must agree that Mauve was much cleaner than the average hair salon - likely the cleanest salon I've ever stepped foot in. The sweeping of fallen hair was constantly being conducted to maintain this immaculate environment.
Shortly after filling in the provided form, I was led to one of the wide, comfy salon chairs of the more elaborate working area.
My appointment included Cut and Highlights. The hairstylist first discussed highlight options and hues with me before retreating to the reception desk to prepare a rough estimate of the cost of services. Only after this estimate was calculated did she return to inquire if it was acceptable to proceed. While discussing this, she even knelt down beside my chair to talk to me at eye-level, which really took me by surprise. I could clearly feel the level of respect in her actions.
She proceeded first with the trim, asking questions about previous hair-cutting history with genuine interest as she carefully blowdried sections of my wavy hair. The fact that she also asked whether I had a preference in the order that the services were provided (ie. cut before or after colour) was much appreciated.
The trim was meticulously executed with unbelievable precision. Her actions were swift, but also very delicate; while her polite demeanour did not display any explicit feelings of delight, it was obvious that she carried her passion in her work. Bangs are another tricky aspect to deal with, but she easily snipped them to my desired length and thickness.
Initially, I had sectioned off a large portion of the top layer for colour exclusion, though she pointed out that the highlight hues would not be seen clearly if I opted to go forward with that decision. She recommended to section off a smaller portion, such that root growth could still be covered and allow the colours to shine through. It is crucial to note that "This is my recommendation, but it is your business after all." was stated, meaning that she would make aware her professional opinions to the customers to yield a more desirable result, yet would still carry out the final decision of the customer should he or she conclude otherwise.
The colouring process was completed quite quickly in my opinion: the rectangular pieces of tin foil were removed after approximately thirty minutes, and I was soon led over to the hairwashing station. The chairs were especially cool in that they assumed an almost chair-like 110 degree angle in their stationary position, but could then be lifted to a full 180 after customers are settled in. Hairwashing was another pleasant experience as there was no rough scrubbing of my scalp nor scalding hot water nor water being directly deposited into my ears.
(For the sake of privacy, I've opted out of mentioning names. However, please drop a comment should you wish to locate the same fantastic stylist that served me on this visit!)
< Pictured below: Wasabi Beef Brisket w/ Pasta, Stuffed Chicken Thigh in Tomato Sauce w/ Rice, Iced Earl Grey Tea, Iced Rose Tea >
Our waittress was friendly, albeit a tad odd with her habit of changing between languages when speaking with us. She reverted back and forth between Mandarin and English, uttering certain phrases at a rate which my dining partner-in-crime sometimes could not comprehend.
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We ended up sharing the two meals, since one fared exceptionally well while the other proved to be a disaster.
Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for the Stuffed Chicken Thigh on Rice. "Tomato Sauce" somehow morphed into Thousand Island salad dressing atop a bed of baby spinach, while "stuffed chicken thigh" took the taste and appearance of a sodium-packed, layered sausage. A bed of mushy white rice served as the base.
Frankly speaking, the dish was no better than a random mishmash of reheated leftovers. Not a single flavour complemented its neighbouring element!
We headed towards H-Mart and Yaohan afterwards. I picked up a regular milk tea and two Wheel Cakes from Little Bean Tea House in the food court, while a Mango Pomelo Sago drink was purchased from Juice King.