... I did it again. I cut my own fringe. I didn't want to, but everyone else refused on the grounds that it was just too much pressure. And I can't find a hairdresser in Manchester who will just trim a fringe, without charging me for a full-on haircut. Which seems a bit mean, but there you have it.
I thought that, this time, I'd done quite a good job. It's only a little bit wonky, and it isn't mega short, so I thought I was on to a good thing this time. So much so, that I considered cutting the rest of my hair, as I am clearly so skilled in the hairdressing department.
|Not bad, right?|
|Also, please excuse the big red line on my forehead. I may or may not have walked into my wardrobe door this morning.|
Ok, fine, I did it.
So I suppose it's lucky that I have a fringe, to hide my one-and-a-half eyebrows, which I got... from cutting my fringe. Deep thoughts, hey? I'll have to discuss this with my flatmates (they both study philosophy).
Back to the drawing board on how to keep my fringe in check, then.
And thank the Lord for Barbara Daly eyebrow pencil in Dark.
Any Manchester-based people know any hairdressers who offer cut-prices for just-the-fringe? Or anyone else, any tip-top methods on how to do your own, without giving yourself a permanently surprised expression? Please help me, I do desperately want to be an attractive, cool girl, with a normal fringe and a matching pair of eyebrows, but my bank-balance and cack-handedness with the scissors simply won't allow it.