The truth has been painfully obvious for a while now. Products and brush tricks can only conceal so much. I need a haircut. I haven't recieved a one since I moved in May and thus left behind my trusted barber. I'm not nearly daring enough to walk in to a foreign salon and trust my head to strange hands armed with sharpened steal. So of course I did the most reasonable thing and scheduled an appointment with my friends roommate who is attending beauty school. I have a few hours to decide what I want done and depending on how things go, I may post the results. (If they're horrific enough) Maybe I'll look her squar in the eye and say "Suprise me."
Lets get one last look at this abominable mop.
*Update*
Somehow 2 inches became more like 4 and I got a man servant hecubus haircut. I went to a bar aftarward and someone said I looked like Jim Carrey. Oh hell. I'll grow in to it.
Lets get one last look at this abominable mop.
*Update*
Somehow 2 inches became more like 4 and I got a man servant hecubus haircut. I went to a bar aftarward and someone said I looked like Jim Carrey. Oh hell. I'll grow in to it.
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faseplant:
Looks good! Now it's my turn. Sheesh.
faseplant:
The hat thing is recent, only because I've gotten too lazy to fix my hair in the morning.