Ahhh… strapped to the chair cut… the buggers. Love how you grabbed a glass to listen in.
Giggling along as I read your hair tales… loving your fresh cut.
I remember the bowl cuts I got as a kid… literally… Mum would stick a bowl on our heads and cut around it. Hahaha.
My hair has a mind of it’s own. Curly, straight or fuzz and everything in between. All good fun. Salty water my best friend to tame it..but the crust must be conditioned eventually then… hahhaa.
Thanks for sharing entertaining me with your share on hair!
Thanks for being you.