chaka chaka

took al to see ming on saturday. squeezed it in after a much delayed car service which set me back over 200 smackers (ouch).

the last haircut of hers i remember was this short do which i liked a lot.

there was a csi moment, where she was asked “was it a bob?” we were both astounded. ming’s like horatio minus the ickiness.

a trademark smouldering look. or maybe it was more a menyampah face. i can’t tell these kind of things.

i’ve seen her so many times, but stupidly have never caught her name. amanda? the other hairstylist there always brings her little pommie. he was in full hip hop mode, bopping his head in time with ABBA.

ming continues cutting while i amuse myself with final fantasty tactics a2 and snapping photos of his bum.

finally al’s done. i laik!

love the random long bits all over. (though from one particular angle, she looks like mr. hyde with an uber sideburn.)

my haircut, which, try as i might, i can’t get to look like this again. now it’s all flopping all over the place and i suck. but i dyed it again. ^_^

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