None of the photos show what my hair's really like. Maybe I could take one outside, so that I don't have the lack of light/flash problem. Hmmm... I like my hair, but I'm not sure what other people think of it. Out of all the people I've met today, only two commented. One (the one I know best) sort of peered at me strangely until I said, "It's still me!", and the other said it looked good. So I don't know. Hmm.
It was the most entertaining trip to the hairdresser that I've ever had, though, that's for sure! As Mum suggested, I took a picture of Carter with me. The one I posted below. One good thing about feeling ill was that I didn't care what people thought about me wanting my hair like Carter, so I went for it. I gave him the picture. And he said, "Oh, you watch that...(pause)" and I said, "Stargate", thinking that'd be the end of it. He insisted on keeping the picture so that he could see it and cut the hair as similar as possible, which was fun. And then an old lady (I'm not sure whether she was helping him out or just hanging around - she made herself a mug of tea and swept the floor a bit) exclaimed, "You watch Stargate?". In a good way. :)
And when he'd finished my hair, he told me that he thought Richard Dean Anderson was playing it for laughs even more than he used to. And he also said he was fed up with the Carter/O'Neill will they/won't they aspect of the show. All of which was surprising. They watched
Stargate. Wow....
It was a strange experience, but good. I mean, it was just him, dealing with several haircuts and answering the phone all at the same time. And listening to a CD that was helping him relive his youth (apparently). It was great! And it was also incredibly cheap - only £5.50. I couldn't believe how cheap it was! Heh...
It was "Michael's" of Knighton Lane (?) in Leicester.
And to think I only picked him because he was close to my house!
Cool. :)
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