I got my hair cut today.
Never trust a bald man to cut your hair.
These are the pictures I brought:
I said I liked the layers and how ithe cuts tapered at the bottom but I didn’t want it that short. My hair was a little longer than shoulder length. I could get it into a small ponytail.
So guy starts cutting and does an OK job at a layered cut. Then the he looked at my pictures again and said he could do the cut the blonde has. He seemed pretty confident that he could do this until he started. Creating this cut involves cutting at a 45 degree angle which isn’t so much cutting as it is grabbing a section of hair and dragging scissors down it over and over. It sounded like my hair was being torn out. Piles of my hair were on the floor and he hadn’t even moved to the front of my head. I noticed him lingering in the back too long and figured something was fucked up. Finally, the stylist next to me finished her client and took over. She had to fix the first guy’s mistakes so it ended up a lot shorter than it was supposed to be. TWO fucking hours later, I was done with a cut I really didn’t want and it does not look like the blonde’s. My hair still has too much weight to be like hers. At least they didn’t charge me.
So now my hair is kind of similar to a past cut I had, which I had named The Trendy Bitch and I’m pretty sure it can be fixed. If it can be fixed it will be the return of Sex Hair, where I crunch my hair into messy curls. But I was looking forward to growing it out and having long hair for the winter. Bitches!
I believe it is as simple as “Never trust a bald man.”
I really like the new cut.
People at work said they liked it, too.
Except the one bald supervisor. He said nothing.
Lets see a pic su? So you coming to psychobilly’s tommorow? Jenny and I are going, should be fun!!!
-J
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Not going to the Psychobillies, my boy comes back today! I’ll be busy ;)