After years of forking over $30 every other month so that strangers could make my hair look bad, I finally realized that I could make my own hair look bad for free!. So I picked up some clippers from Target, handed them to The Queen, and told her to go nuts. This is the result. (And, for purposes of comparison, this is what it often looked like before.)
It looks as good (read: not very) as the professional cuts, my shampoo usage has plummeted, and I won’t have to get another cut for months — win-win-win!
I’ll freely admit, though, that I got a little nervous when, in the midst of shaving my head, The Queen started whistling Sinead O’Connor.