Thursday, April 17, 2008

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

I've decided to try and grow my hair out again so I went and got it cut today. I know that sounds counterintuitive, but part of the reason I haven't been able to grow it longer (it looks more like Mia Farrow circa Rosemary's Baby than my photo right now...) is that I keep cutting it. And the reason that I keep hacking at it is because this side is longer than that side, and this part is sort of uneven so I snip a bit here and there and before you know is my sink drain is clogged with the aftereffects of my "trim." So the idea was to get a professional to even it all out, make it symmetrical and blend all the layers and then, perhaps, I wouldn't be compelled to hack at it.

Of course the cutting is a bit psychological. Sort of like Angelina Jolie's old habit. But while with her it was skin, with me it's hair. Still, if I eliminate the perceived imperfections maybe I'll eliminate the cutting compulsion. Down the street from my apartment is a Floyd's Barbershop. Convenient, huh? I strode in around 9:30 am and was handed over to the care of a guy named "Spindle." Or maybe it was "Spyndell." You never can tell...He had purple hair and that should have scared me from entrusting my scalp to his shears (I have major trust issues with hairstylists due to a series of hair disasters...) but I figured no-one could do worse to my hair than the crimes I have committed against my tresses.

Fifteen minutes later, Spindle snipped and shaped and got everything "even." I paid $21 and tipped another $9. A bit excessive, but $30 is still cheap for a haircut in L.A. Turns out, my own haircutting skills weren't quite the horror story I imagined. Now I just have to continue to convince myself it's all even now and allow it to slowly grow out.

Or hide all my scissors so I won't be tempted...

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