TR: A Hairy Issue

It’s getting to be time for me to get a haircut, which gets me reminiscing… I remember my first real, not-just-a-trim haircut — also known as the worst haircut of my life. I was about 7, fresh from watching a Vandals football game and feeling particularly tomboyish. I wanted those long blonde (ratty, messy) waves chopped off. And that’s what I got — the man at the salon braided my hair, lopped off the braid and sent me packing. Eeep. The best haircut I’ve ever had, on the other hand, was performed by a friend in a hotel room during a road trip when I was 17. The moral of the story? Haircuts don’t have much to do with how much (or whether) you pay for them. It might feel a little risky, but forgoing the salon can be a great way to save a little cash/ Tara Roberts , Moscow-Pullman Daily News. More here .

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