Picture Perfect Bride?

Going to Beauty School you see a lot of "different" types of people and personal styles. The most interesting client were brides and their bridal parties. My favorite was Nikki. Oh Nikki, she was a treat. She was marrying a man named LaShawn who she had a child with named LaShawndra. She sits down in my chair, hair oily and up in a messy bun. She takes it down and shows me the full ratty glory of her orange red hair. She hands me her "veil" if you even want to call it that. It was a piece of deep red tole..the lack of class has just begun. This veil was so crusted with rhinestones and metallic silver thread patterns that you couldn't look at it for too long or you would be blinded. It attached to a crown, LaShawn called her "his queen", so it only fit. The best part of the entire veil was that because it only went to her lower back, she attached cheap white ribbon to make it flow longer. Honestly, that alone would be enough to make me gag, but then she explained how she wanted her hair done. She had dreamed of her hair being in cornrows. Cornrows for her wedding? Sick. Unfortunately, I know how to do cornrows. So, I did itty bitty cornrows and then little tight twists. I curled up the entire back and pinned it. Then to finish the style, she handed me rhinestones to attach in her hair. It was without a doubt the most tacky up-do I have ever done, but she loved it. She went on and on about how beautiful it was. It was going to match her dress perfectly. Oh, the dress was white with deep red accents and rhinestones. Who does that? But, where I had to draw the line is when she asked me to put makeup on her 9 month year old baby. Um no. Please leave. I quit.