Monday, June 30, 2008
It was the time of the month again when my fuzzball of a hair needs to be trim like a bonsai tree.
There's only one thing you can say when an afro hairdo is coupled with a French skinny mustache. Sexy!
So I bounced on over to the neighborhood hair saloon and while seated in one of those swivel chairs waiting for my turn, I saw a new face walking my way with a pair of scissors in hand.
The thought that ran through my mind was "Oh great(Oozing with sarcasm.)! I'm gonna be the training piece for the new chick."
Pardon my indifference to the result of my haircut. It really couldn't get any worse than being butt ugly. LOL and guess what?
Fuck you!
If you thought for a moment I'd wallow in self pity, you really had that coming.
On a serious note, my philosophy when it comes to hair and the subsequent hairdo that follows, is that as long as you don't get shave bald like a monk, you're still within redemption.
The mainstream hairstyles nowadays is somewhat of a controlled mess so more or less any manner of cut is acceptable provided your hair has enough length, mass and tons of wax.
Side's a cap would suffice some manner of vanity these days in the case of anyone of those "oops" shaves or accidental runaway shaver disaster.
So snip and snip she went with her brow creased in concentration while I sat there reading a Lao Fu Zi comic(I'm just sticking with traditions here.), occasionally looking up with a faint amount of amusement, all the while noting that she kept triming over and over the areas that she's been through before.
Suprisingly it ended up looking like this.
Without the inmense weight of my mane, I can now live my life with my head up!
Not too shabby eh? On to the next disaster in life!
FUNKED IT ALL UP ON 1:34:00 PM