It’s a familiar phrase in the barber’s shop, an institution that has had something of a come-back recently. More recent barber shops are thankfully short on the atmosphere of the testosterone filed places of old with the smell of cigarettes and shelves with stuff called “Brilliantine”. This greenish liquid was applied to the hair after the tonsorial efforts of the barber who was usually male and in my experience was as bald as an egg.These barbers had one style: short back and sides, the rot set in when the Beatles came along.
I thought it might be good to do a guide to the modern haircut.There’ll be more, loads more.
Like the look of your new site.
Thanks. It’s looked like this for a while!
Ah, nice! I believe The Hipster and The Man Knot were somewhat confused. Isn’t the Hipster doo the Man Bun! Brilliant in any case as I’ve long been wanting to write an Ode to The Man Bun!
Could be. There are endless variations. I’ll look forward to reading the ode to the Man Bun.
The man bun marks the end of civilsation as we know it. These are wonderful!
It is indeed. Though the “Bearded pirate with pony tale addition” witnessed some days ago, has to be a new low. Yet to be drawn. Thanks for kind comment.