Um…no.
Not gonna happen, because even though I depend on that man with lots of things, including my life and the life of my cat, I don’t depend on him with my hair.
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Not even if the zombie apocalypse went down and there were no other humans around capable of wielding scissors, I STILL wouldn’t let El Hub touch my hair (sorry, babe!).
I mean, the man barely remembers to cut his own toenails every few months, and I’m meant to depend on him to trim my hair…?
No.
Here’s how it would go down: I’d start to get all micro-manage-y and nervous, and that would just annoy him, and then we’d start yelling at each other over something completely unrelated and absolutely dumb, and then he’d inadvertently cut off a big-@ss chunk of my hair in the back. ?
Now, if he were a trained stylist, that would be different, and I’ve always thought it would be incredibly amazing to date someone who could actually do hair (particularly curly/wavy hair). Of course, in this dream scenario, El Hub would also be able to do color, too, and could hook me up with some bomb balayage.
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How about you? would you depend on your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend to cut your hair?
Your friendly neighborhood appeal addict,
Karen