I got a haircut this morning.
Stylist: Do you mind if I do something a little different?
Me: What do you mean, “different”?
Stylist: Just with the layers.
Me: Oh, sure!
Stylist: Yeah, nothing too crazy.
Now just as he said ‘crazy,’ he does this magnificient scissor slice cut, and a bunch of freshly shorn hair lands thwack on the mirror as well as spilling out in three other but equally exciting directions.
The whole thing reminded me of that classic bow-and-arrow gag wherein the nonchalant archer says “hold steady” and then thwing! The arrow lands right next to the naive target’s neck, and then promptly splits down the middle (I’m talking old-school wooden arrows, son).
Gallery of New Hair Shape
The marriage of cute + sleepies, and not a moment too soon! Grateful giggles to Kerry for the tip-off.