The Beauty Center Albania

I walked into this salon because it seemed clean and not too busy. I usually just freshen up my color myself, but decided to treat myself.
I should have walked out when the stylist approached me with a mouthful of food and proceeded to touch my hair while chewing and still holding her plate of food in the other hand. I told her very clearly what I wanted (in Spanish) since I am fluent and had waited 10 minutes hearing her speak Spanish to the other stylists before she even acknowledged me. She kept calling me honey and love in Spanish trying to convince me that I needed to lighten my hair before I layed this dark brown color on it. I refused and stated what I wanted once again.
I am in the process of getting my hair colored as I type. I had to ask the stylist for a cover so the dye wouldn’t get on my clothes as well as for some Vaseline so she wouldn’t stain the parts of my head I didn’t want colored. I have never felt compelled to write a Unilocal review, but this lack of customer service is appalling. I’ll update in a bit. Oh boy.

I am a white girl with baby fine hair that has been dyed blonde since I was 14. Now, I know that businesses want to «make a sale» BUT if you want good reviews, tell your customer the truth!
I was ignorant enough to let my African American girl friend say that it was fine for me to get a weave. The people at this salon should have told me that my thin and fine hair that is damaged could NOT support a weave! Nope! After a wait they sit me down and proceed to sew the hair (which was also not European Remi hair, the kind caucasians are supposed to get. but once again, G & G Hair Extensions nearby couldn’t tell me that either. Too bad they don’t have a Unilocal page, or I’d rip them apart, as I paid good money.)
They had to have a girl translate my questions to the girl who did my hair. That was annoying, but to be fair I did not seem like their typical clientele. Then, I was done. I said no blow dry, but they did it. WTF?! They also gave me NO instructions on how to take care of my weave– I let them kno that I had never had one before!
Needless to say, a week and a half later I had it taken out– it was falling wayyy down and pulled out half of my real hair.
The salon was very busy, bustling, fun place, with the women singing and dancing in spanish and laughing. It was clean, and they seemed pleasant, but the fact that they did not tell me not to get it done was a huge disservice on their and my part. Never again!!!