She had never mentioned it to him before, but his girlfriend cum fiancée started seriously criticising his hairstyle–or rather his hair’s lack of style. Until recently, whenever he wanted it cut, he went to a dull male barber who shore his locks into bristles. “I could sweep yards with your head” she started saying “I want you, nooo, neeed you to be a bit more stylish or I’ll need to think about things. I never wanted a knuckleheaded lug for a boyfriend.”

For a while, he didn’t dare cut it. In the meantime, she regularly had her hair styled, more than before in fact. And there was a strange dreaminess about her when she got back from her mammoth sessions at her salon. though her hair was lovely, did it really need 5 hours to get into that state of loveliness? Read more…