Lokon Plyus

The ugliest place I've ever been. I was advised to this hairdresser, namely the manicurist, they say, nails do well and the gel is of high quality. Maybe high quality, but I never found it out. I went to this "salon" from afar, and when I arrived, I found out that the salon was closed. She stood and pulled the iron door, but, alas, it was closed. I drew attention to the sign “working hours 10: 00–20: 00”, and the time at that time was about 16:30, the hairdresser was supposed to work. After about 20 minutes after unsuccessful attempts to reach out to the workers, the door was opened to me with the words "it is open here," of course, open, because I just decided to hang around the door like a fool for 20 minutes. But that's not the point. Sorry for the expression, but that same manicurist is a real habalka. She started yelling at me "I don't do manicure for children under 16", I'm 15, by the way. Moreover, these were not just words, it was a nervous cry that struck me. I said that I drove to them from afar and asked "do you suggest that I go back?" to which the answer followed: "I FIRSTLY do not give manicure to children under 16". All this, of course, was not just words, but sheer impudence. I turned around and slammed the door, left without a manicure and with a completely spoiled mood. If in some miraculous way this review is read by that very Mademoiselle, remember! You don't work in a barn, but in the service sector! And you should be at least polite! I BASICALLY, as you put it, I will roll such reviews on ALL sites, so that you know that you ran into the wrong one. All the best.

Affordable prices. The only minus did not work on a day off.

Burned hair. When drying, the hairdresser constantly said how my hair was fraying. It turned out that they were stupidly burned when the highlighting was done. We climbed out in Pieces. There was no elementary, sorry. No more foot.

Often the wizards change.

Awful place.