January 22, 2010 § 2 Comments
Does anybody else find that the sound of scissors cutting hair makes them want to bite into something? Not for nourishment, no, just for the satisfaction of having something between your teeth.
Anyway, I got a haircut last night. Pretty much my usual cut, except we went for a slightly more rounded silhouette (normally I get what is best referred to as “the triangle”). Turns out that rounding out my hair does two things: makes it curly all the way up to my part (read: like a clown wig), and makes it particularly frizzy when it’s humid out.
So I guess you can call me Bozo. Or Bitsy. Just don’t honk my nose.