In the middle of May in 2008 I decided to get a haircut. Short and tight was the request.
Since then I haven’t touched it. Just let it grow and grow and well…grow, for almost 10 months.
I’ve had TONS of people say it looks gross…even my wife. So I promised her that I would get it cut either during or after our trip to Alaska. She took me up on that offer and made me an appointment here in Homer on Saturday.
Here are a couple BEFORE pictures:
Rose is happy now and that is usually a good thing for me.