Posts Tagged ‘hair cut’

Late Bloomer

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

I come from a small town- one of those towns where everyone knows everyone, where funerals turn into parties, and where we all keep the same hairdresser we’ve had since we can first remember.

My hairdresser is a family friend, whom lives about 20 minutes past my mom and dad’s home in Chalmette. I live about 2 hours away from mom and dad. So being that I live so far away, when I want to get my hairs all fancied up, I need to go on the weekend. 

Weekends are normally dedicated to Zack. 

Awhile back, I needed a haircut- very badly. The night before, I tell Zack that I need to leave kind of early because of the appointment. Zack, being a trooper, said, “Hey, I’ll take the ride with you.” Word. I like the company on the drive there and back.

So we awake the next morning. I shower, get ready; Zack showers and starts to get ready…

As he’s looking through his closet for what seemed to be quite a bit of time, I finally mention that if he didn’t hurry it up, I would be late for my hair appointment.

His response: “I can’t decide which black tshirt I want to wear.”

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Buzz Cut

Monday, September 1st, 2008

This is almost like deja vu. Three years ago, Hurricane Katrina was threatening to wipe out NOLA…and it pretty much did. The city started rebuilding and now here come Gustav. Like I was saying…this brings back memories.

Katrina hit on Aug 29, 2005…my brother’s birthday was the next day. Which we spent looking at rent houses and crying and scrambling and everything else you can imagine you’d do after you just lost everything. So we’re planning to go to dinner for my brother’s birthday.

Omar had just met my family the day before…imagine how crazy that was…meeting my family in that frenzy. He wants a haircut before we go to dinner, so I tell hi to bring the clippers over and I’ll do it before dinner. I was trying to help out, you know. So he brings them over…I was trying to do a gradual trim because I had lied and told him that I had cut guys’ hair before. So I thought doing it slower would make it come out better.

Apparently I was going too slow. He grabbed the clippers from me and started pulling a britney spears and I just watched and thought to myself OMG. It looked good though, in the end.

We go to dinner: my mom, dad, brother, 2 grandmothers, uncle, my best friend, her sister and their mom and dad, plus Omar and I. Big party. Of course I announced to everyone earlier that I’d be cutting his hair. We walk up to the tables with our party and everyone started complimenting his new ‘do. Grant it, he cut it that short, but it would have gotten that way-eventually-had he just let me do what I was doing.

He held a little bit of a grudge that I took some of the credit.

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