Monday, February 22, 2010

A Daily Llama with my haircut

I am reaching a crisis point with my hair.... Am I ready, like Patrick Stewart, to baldly go...?

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2 comments:

JES said...

I trust that if and when you go the cue-ball route, you will let us know.

The relationship of women to their hairdos is the butt of a lot of jokes. I think men might be even more neurotic about theirs, though, while pretending (more or less convincingly) that it's no big deal.

I haven't blogged about it, but I did a three-year trial run of not getting my hair cut at all, tying it back when it started to become problematic. Finally went into a quick-cuts salon last summer: snip! It felt... it felt like a peculiarly fraught moment. (Now that I think of it, "fraught" might be a past-participle form of "to froog." Heh.)

The Missus points out, probably correctly although I won't give her the satisfaction of saying so, that I suffer from a peculiar form of vanity: I work, and work hard, to carry off an "It's not worth working at!" style of personal appearance -- clothes and hair, especially.

February 23, 2010 5:32 PM
Froog said...

I've never felt comfortable with long hair. Not just uncomfortable with the idea of it, physically uncomfortable. As soon as my fringe starts intruding into the top of my field of vision, it plays havoc with my pool game. And I HATE the feeling of having my hair touch, or cover the tops of my ears, or - god forbid! - my collar.

I think I am almost entirely without that vanity of which you speak. I mean, I prefer not to look slovenly or unappealing (particularly to women)... but I've never really worked at it. I've never had either the money or the inclination to do so.

February 25, 2010 2:08 AM

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