#106

I had a weird experience today. One of my stylists, Brianna, is taking a class on Feather extensions. I'm sure some of the ladies know what I'm talking about, or have seen them before. But they are literally feathers. I don't know much about them, but apparently if they are real feathers, you are able to dye them different color & wash them. Basically treat them like you would your own hair. I'm fascinated by this and excited for Brianna to test them out on me! ;)

Anyway, she has a male client that does taxidermy as a hobby and he said he's heard that pheasant feathers work for these kinds of extension and offered to bring some in. (Apparently he just has pheasant feathers lying around his taxidermy workshop..???) Well as I was working on a haircut this morning, he popped in and brought a bag for Brianna and said, "I have that pheasant cake for Bri, can I leave it here for her?" I told him "Sure, just leave it on her station." When he left I giggled and told my client I thought it was weird, because what the heck is a pheasant cake?? Do I really want to know? Haha.

About an hour later, I had a free moment and wanted to check out this 'pheasant cake.' I opened up the bag and saw a bunch of feathers. They were so pretty!! I shut the bag and was excited for Brianna to finally have some feathers to play with. Once my other stylist Jordan showed up for work (still before Brianna got in) I took her over to the feather bag so we could look at all the different kinds. When I reached in the bag...oh no it wasn't feathers...it was a freakin' pheasant!!!!!! Wings, body & all!! I screamed as soon as I grabbed the body and freaked out that there was a dead bird in my salon and I TOUCHED IT!!!!!!!!!

After a 30 second freak-out, I realized it wasn't the whole bird. PHEW! It was the skin & wings. So the head, actual body & legs were not included. Again, PHEW! Coincidentally enough, after my freak-out, this male client comes back to see if Brianna got his gift. After talking with him, he told me he does taxidermy, I was correct - it wasn't the whole bird and its actually called a pheasant CAPE...not cake. Haha, HUGE miscommunication!

Sure enough when Brianna got in, we took the pheasant CAPE out of the bag where Brianna proceeded in plucking the feathers out. UGH! Really? Let's just pluck a chicken at work, aye? NOT!  However, we had some good laughs about it and used PLENTY of hand sanitizer when it was all said and done.

Here is my odd #106 - What a weird experience. I now know what a pheasant CAPE is.

As gross as this picture is, the capture of my cell phone, really doesn't do it justice. Not only is it CREEPY as all get out - but the feathers are actually quite pretty. They are kind of iridescent-like and shine lots of purples and blues.