In Which I Have a Haircut

I realized right before I left town for my camping trip that I’d forgotten to have my very long hair cut.  It had gotten quite long:

Sure, long hair’s fun and all:

But it’s not so great for camping in hot weather.

Luckily, my roommate S thought she might like to try cutting it!  This was a good plan, because it would be immediate and free.  First, S sorted my hair into pigtails (btw, I don’t actually have any skin imperfections – I know that looks like a big zit, but it was probably something weird on my camera lens):

Next, she drew a line on my neck about where I wanted my hair to end up.  See the line there?  And then started to cut.

The cutting went on for a long time:

At one point, I looked at S, and she looked sort of crazy, or maybe like she wasn’t really so sure how to give a professional haircut:

I began to get a little worried and frightened:

And then, S got the scissors stuck in my hair and it took us awhile to pull them out.

But finally, the job was done:

The hair ended up pretty close to the line we’d drawn, and it was almost even on both sides!  I was happy with the cut’s efficiency and freeness, and would turn to S again in a pinch.

One Comment to “In Which I Have a Haircut”

  1. I enjoy that this is tagged “risky undertakings”

    If you’re game for some other RU’s, just give me a call.

    I enjoyed this post. Excellent documentary photography.

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