One thing that gave me a sense of achievement this last weekend: I finally got my hair cut (the hair place's walls are straight, though, in reality). Last time was just after I got hired at my still-new job, in June. Ehem.
The chap who cut me is called Jordi, from Spain (Valencia, but a big fan of Barcelona), and I gave him free rein over the stalks that grow on my head. He cut me shorter at the back and esp. on top than I'm used to, but let them longer in front. I like it how he integrated the line of my (very heavy, nearly black) eyebrows.
Oh, I like all of it.
The chap who cut me is called Jordi, from Spain (Valencia, but a big fan of Barcelona), and I gave him free rein over the stalks that grow on my head. He cut me shorter at the back and esp. on top than I'm used to, but let them longer in front. I like it how he integrated the line of my (very heavy, nearly black) eyebrows.
Oh, I like all of it.
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