I'm at one of those in between stages in hair styles and I'm becoming obsessed with what I should do. Should I shave it off? Cut it short? Keep growing it long? This current style of emo swipe / shaggy mullet looks like what would happen if Pete Wentz became a lumberjack.
Then there is my beard - do I like the 2-day scruff? The business beard? Gizzly Adams? Gah the choices!
Thinking back over the years I've changed styles more than Elton John (minus the classical period). Wait - that example is too girly. Hmm. Over the years I've become the less attractive, untalented, slightly chubby, American version of David Beckham. (Not so sure I saved face with a Becks reference.)
Is there some crazy psychological reason for this? Fear of commitment? Lack of identity? Obsession with Flock of Seagulls?
Who knows. But I think I am too the age where I pick that look that is going to follow me through life and embarrass my kids when I am in my 40's.
Maybe 'The Rachel'?
1 comment:
Really? I don't see the Becks reference.
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