Getting Banged


A few days ago I got a haircut. I've been debating whether or not to get bangs for awhile. This seems to be a lifelong philosophical issue that I grapple with off and on. I love the way they look on *some* people but:

1. I have cowlicks
2. I have a very round face and a big head
3. I neither resemble Keira Knightley, Kate Moss or Katie Holmes

Despite ALL of these things, I decided to go ahead and get the haircut on a whim at some painfully over priced salon in Soho. I do like it and occasionally feel like I am much more hip than I actually am. Still, it is more high maintenance than the whole brush and go thing I've been sporting lately. We'll see how long it takes for me to be pinning the thing back.

London Survival Tip: In the United Kingdom bangs are called fringes. If you walk into a hairdresser here and ask for a bang, expect some funny looks.

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