Thursday, April 17, 2008

The Hairs

Three years ago, when he left his job, I was put in charge of Papa M's hair. Back then it was barely hair, more of a horse-muzzle fuzz. As you all know, I did next to nothing, letting his luscious locks grow long and free. I though that perhaps it was time for a trim, so I made an appointment for him with my stylist Gen and sent him off. He got to sit a totally hot barber's chair (see flames below) where he requested a trim of about 4 inches of his beautiful hair.

He returned home with this very handsome, frisky haircut (see Miss Heather above).

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