Aug 13, 2005 14:04
So, anyone who has seen my younger brother in the past couple of knows that his hair has been verging on mullet a bit too much lately so upon the insistence of every person he has met, he went and got his hair cut. Hallelujah! It was about time.
That's not even the best part. He didn't know what to tell the woman how he wanted his hair cut so he brought my mom's Class of 1978 year book in and found the picture of the guy who was voted "best hair" and walked out with feathered bangs and ridiculous layers. It looks wicked good though. Still a bit mullet-esque, but you can't win them all