This morning I found my hair twin at Park Avenue Coffee in Lafayette Square.
I’d just come from a haircut at J3 Studio when I found him. It was hair smittenness at first sight.
Barista: I love your hair.
Me: I love yours.
And then our haircuts went off and had little hair babies.
Do you care what my hair is up to? It’s up to this:
I like it, but sometimes I want to get out the ol’ clippers and take it all off.