Am stat mult sa ma gandesc daca sa numesc acest articol asa sau sa-l numesc NU MAI MINTITI FRATILOR ca ne distrugeti. Minciunea sau promovarea mincinoasa alterneaza imaginea reala, ducand uneori la dezamagiri profunde. Despre o astfel de dezamagire in makeup, discuta si Sinziana Iaru in Caravana Secretele Machiajului, care este in plina desfasurare, asa ca daca urmeaza sa ne intalnim sa ciuliti bine urechile si sa luati aminte la ce va povesteste ea. In articolul de azi, insa, eu vreau sa discut despre alta dezamagire, simtita pe propria piele, duminica seara in Cluj.

Nu obisnuiesc sa imi spun supararea in articole, mai ales cand nu sunt apropiate de subiectul make-up, dar de data aceasta sunt convinsa ca vorbind la general, tot ceea ce urmeaza sa spun se poate aplica si la make-up.

Duminica seara ne-am urmat cursul prestabilit in Caravana si am ajuns la destinatia noastra, Strada Taietura Turcului, o strada in panta, usor in benzna, cu un hotel aparent simpatic din afara, hotel care urma sa ne gazduiasca pe parcursul a doua zile si cel mai important urma sa gazduiasca cel de-al 5-lea eveniment din cadrul caravanei noastre.

Cu entuziasm, asa cum am fost toate aceste zile, am intrat in jur de ora 21 in hotel. Un pic sceptice cand am vazut lobby-ul extraordinar de mic, cu mult mai mic decat parea in poze, ne-am indreptat spre receptia aflata si ea intr-un metru patrat. Chiar imi era mila de fata care lucra acolo. In momentul acela am inteles parca de ce comunicarea cu ei a fost un pic greoaie si ne-am rugat de ei la propriu sa ne trimita contract si factura si sa platim inainte. Probabil intr-o receptie de 1 metru patrat e greu sa faci atata treaba.

Revenind, domnisoara de acolo ne-a aratat drumul spre “sala de conferinte”. Cand am intrat mi s-au taiat picioarele efectiv. “Sala de conferinte” era de fapt o camera, cam cat bucataria mea (si credeti-ma, nu am o casa mare, ci normala). “Bucataria”, pentru ca nu o voi mai denumi “sala de conferinte”, mai avea cel putin 3 defecte majore. Era atat de joasa incat aveai impresia ca iti cade tavanul in cap, adica ca sa intelegeti, puteai umbla la proiectorul prins de tavan doar ridicand mana. Pai cum sa intre roll-up intr-o astfel de incapare?

Loc sa intre aproape 40 de persoane? Exclus, poate doar daca le puneam pe fete sa isi taie picioarele, sa nu respire sau sa stea in brate una la cealalta.

Loc sa asezi un scaun de make-up, o masa de produse, o masa de produse pentru prezentare si sa mai si respiri? Exclus si asta. Pentru ca ar fi insemnat ca Sinziana sa machieze invartindu-se in 30 de cm patrati.

Pe langa ca era spatiul atat de mic si inghesuit mai era si mobilier pe care NU AVEAM VOIE SA-L MUTAM. Un xerox imens, un pupitru si o masa de tehnic. Tehnic nefunctional, apropo J. In momentul acela am amutit, am intrat iar pe pozele primite la inceputul colaborarii si incercam sa imi dau seama unde e sala de conferinte minunata din poza si ce e cu “bucataria” asta din fata ochilor nostri. Am amutit toate trei, my dream team, si aproape ca ne coplesea sentimentul ca totul va fi un esec.

Pana in acest moment toate locatiile au fost minunate, sali mari, aerisite, cu candelabre, cu lumini, cu miros de nou si curatenie, locuri care au facut cinste unui proiect asa amplu si frumos ca Together for beauty si mai ales care au facut cinste celor inscrisi. Pentru ca daca ne-am zbatut sa fie frumos, ne-am zbatut in primul rand pentru participanti si mai apoi pentru noi. Ne-am zbatut pentru respectul pe care vi-l datoram si pentru multumirea pe care ne-o exprima in mici detalii de acest fel.

Ca totul sa fie “perfect”, cand am instalat partea tehnica, imaginea proiectata tremura si era extrem de denaturata si incercam sa imi dau seama cum se va vedea un machiaj in aceste conditii. Ce vor crede fetele, ce o sa ne facem. Toate trei gandeam acelasi lucru, dar ni se parea imposibil. Trebuia schimbata locatia. Inainte de a face acest pas, desi era 23:00 si trecusera 2 ore in care am cautat solutii, am zis sa incercam sa contactam managerul. Managerul a spus ca nu ne poate ajuta pentru ca e la meci si sa asteptam pana maine dimineata la 7. Pe bune? Sa stam in agonie pana la 7 ca sa avem probabil acelasi deznodamant?

Am tras aer in piept si cu aceeasi mutenie toate trei am inceput sa cautam iar hoteluri, sa ne intoarcem la lista scurta pe care am facut-o in ianuarie. Si sa sunam. Am sunat la peste 20 de hoteluri si probabil mai mult de jumatate dintre ele au zis “au sunat 3 nebune voiau sala de conferinte la 11 noaptea cu o zi inainte”. Am sunat si ne-am rugat si implorat, am trezit manageri din somn si pe altii i-am sunat chiar si pe stadion. Si intr-un final am gasit pe cineva suficient de amabil sa inteleaga situatia si sa ne ajute. Chiar daca urma sa platim in plus, nu mai conta nimic. Asa ca am inceput iar sa strangem (ne ia cam o ora sa strangem si sa caram la masina) si sa ne mutam la Hotel West City, singurul care a raspuns afirmativ la rugamintea noastra disperata. Carora le multumim si ii felicitam pentru organizarea rapida, avand in vedere ca la 7 dimineata deja aveam panouri directionale cu sigla noastra in hotel.

La 1:30 noaptea ne-am cazat, la 2:30 dadeam mesaje fetelor cu noua adresa si postam cu disperare pe facebook ca mesajul sa fie vazut in prima zi dimineata. Multumim fetelor pentru intelegere si ca ne-au urmat in noua noastra locatie.

La 6 dimineata ne-am trezit si am inceput sa caram iar toate bagajele, produsele si cele necesare, am deschis usile seminarului, am zambit cand am vazut sala plina si ne-a zambit sufletul ca dupa o astfel de nebunie am reusit.

Daca vreodata vreti sa va cazati in Cluj sau vreti sa faceti un seminar intr-o sala de conferinta, EVITATI PANORAMA BUSINESS INN. Pe noi experienta ne-a traumatizat, ne-a facut sa dormim doar 3 ore, sa ne fie rau de dimineata, sa simtim cum cadem din picioare, sa ramanem cu gust amar despre marturia mincinoasa si pozele menite sa insele, doar in scopuri materiale.

La Cluj am demonstrat ca nu am fost Together for Beauty, am fost Together For All.

Pe curand,

A voastra,

Andra

 

English version, thanks to www.publitrad.ro

 

The deviation of reality is seriously harmful for… my health

 

I spent a long time thinking if I should name this article like this or name it STOP LYING, PEOPLE cause you’re destroying us. A lie or deceitful promotion alters the real image, often leading to deep deceptions. About such a deception regarding make-up will also speak Sinziana Iaru in the Secrets of Make-Up Caravan, which is underway, so if we are about to meet, pay good attention to what she tells you. In today’s article, however, I want to talk about another deception, felt firsthand on Sunday night, in Cluj.

 

I don’t use to share my sorrows in my articles, especially when they don’t really include make-up, but this time I am convinced that, generally speaking, everything I’m about to say may also apply to make-up.

 

On Sunday night, we followed our pre-established route with our Caravan and reached our destination, Taietura Turcului Street, a steep street, slightly in the dark, with a hotel that appears to be nice from the outside, which was going to accommodate us for two days, and more importantly, was going to host the 5th event of our caravan.

 

Enthusiastically, as we had been all of these days, we entered the hotel around 9 PM. We were a little skeptical when we saw the extraordinarily small lobby, much smaller than appeared in the photos; we headed towards the reception desk, which didn’t seem bigger than 1 square meter. I actually felt sorry for the girl that was working there. In that moment I understood why communication with them had been a little difficult and we literally had to beg them to send us the contract and invoice so we could pay in advance. I guess in a reception area of 1 square meter it’s hard to do so much work.

 

Back to the issue, the young lady there showed us the way to the “conference room”. When we walked in, I felt weak in the knees. The “conference room” was in fact a room, about the size of my kitchen (and believe me, I don’t have a big house, it’s quite regular). The “kitchen”, because I will no longer refer to it as a “conference room”, had at least 3 more major flaws. It was so low that I felt the ceiling would come falling down; I mean, to paint the picture, you could reach the video projector mounted on the ceiling just by raising your arm. How was I supposed to fit a roll-up in such a room?

 

Room to fit almost 40 people? Out of the question, unless I asked the girls to cut off their legs, to stop breathing or to sit on each other’s laps.

 

Room to place a make-up chair, a product table, a product table for presentation and also room to breathe? Out of the question. Because that would have meant that Sinziana had to apply make-up on a person moving around in a 30 square cm area.

 

Aside from the fact that the space was so small and cramped, there was also furniture that WE WEREN’T ALLOWED TO MOVE. A huge Xerox machine, a desk and a table with technical equipment. Technical equipment that didn’t work, by the wayJ. In that moment I was at a loss for words, I checked again the photos I had received at the beginning of the collaboration and I tried to figure out where the amazing conference room in the photos was and what was with this “kitchen” in front of our eyes. The three of us were at a loss for words, my dream team, and we were almost overwhelmed by the feeling that it was all going to be a failure.

 

Up until that moment, all the locations had been wonderful, big ventilated rooms, with chandeliers, smelling fresh and new, places that did justice to a project as big and beautiful as Together for beauty, and furthermore, they did justice to the attendees. Because if we fought hard to make it beautiful, we did it especially for the participants, and secondly for us. We fought hard for the respect that we owe you and for the content we get from small details like these.

 

In order to have everything “perfect”, when we installed the technical part, the projected image flickered and was extremely altered and I was trying to figure out how we would see a make-up being done under these conditions. What will the girls think, what will we do? We were all thinking the same thing, but it seemed impossible. We had to change the location. Before taking this step, although it was 11 PM and 2 hours had already passed while searching for solutions, we decided to try and contact the manager. The manager said he couldn’t help us, because he was at a game and we had to wait until 7 AM the next morning. Seriously? Agonize until 7 so we would probably have the same ending?

 

We took a deep breath and with the same loss of words, the three of us started looking for hotels again, going back to the short list we had put together in January. And started making phone calls. We called over 20 hotels and probably more than half of them said “Three crazy ladies called at 11 PM wanting the conference room for the next morning”. We called and asked and begged, we woke up some managers and called other managers while they were at the stadium. And in the end, we found someone kind enough to understand the situation and help us. Even if we had to pay extra, nothing else mattered. So we started packing again (it takes us about an hour to pack and get everything to the car) and move to the West City Hotel, the only one who said yes to our desperate request. Whom we would like to thank and congratulate on the fast organizing, given that at 7 AM we already had guiding panels with our logo in the hotel.

 

We checked in at 1:30 AM, we were texting the girls at 2:30 AM with the new address, and we were desperately posting on Facebook, so that the message would be seen first thing in the morning. We thank the girls for understanding and for following us to our new location.

 

At 6 AM, we woke up and started carrying the entire luggage again, the products and the necessary items, we opened the doors of the seminar, smiled when we saw the room full and our souls smiled because after all the madness, we succeeded.

 

If you ever seek accommodation in Cluj or want to hold a seminar in a conference room, AVOID PANORAMA BUSINESS INN. This experience traumatized us, made us sleep for only 3 hours, made us feel sick in the morning, feel as if we were about to faint, gave us a bitter taste about lying and deceitful photos, only to obtain a financial gain.

 

In Cluj we proved that we were not Together for Beauty, we were Together For All.

 

See you soon,

 

Yours,

 

Andra

 

 

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