Not gonna happen, because even though I trust that man with many things, including my life and the life of my cat, I don’t trust him with my hair.
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 supposed to trust him to trim my hair…?
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 totally dumb, and then he’d accidentally 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 super cool 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. 🙂
How about you? Would you trust your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend to cut your hair?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,