|Halloween, 2007. Short.|
He has pretty much kept it the same give or take, over the years.
|2012, my favorite length.|
|A last haircut, March 2013|
The dude had his hair products confiscated at TIA when we went to New York, because he didn’t carry on the approved 3oz bottles.
I want to take clippers to his head in his sleep–I can’t help it. Or shave my hair in protest to him not cutting his.
Jason’s reasoning is that once he is out of law school and is a legit lawyer, he can’t wear his hair the way he has been. Never mind that he has THREE years of school left, and the bar to take. Minor detail.
I tried pinteresting hair ::ahem:: suggestions to
force upon give Jason, but that didn’t help.
And the icing on this hairy cake? Everyone but me seems to dig the new do’. I’m an army of one here, folks. Send HELP…