Can I have a comb over please?


Don’t you just love having your hair cut, and choosing which style to opt for? As I creep into middle age the number of styles I can choose from are slowly dwindling. Up until I was fourteen my dad tackled the problem of cutting my hair with a shaver he had brought back from Hong Kong. I was sixteen before I realised I could go to the barbers and he wouldn’t be offended, well not too offended.

I also remember waking up one morning with a  dreadful hangover and a full blown Michael Jackson Afro after I foolishly invited a hairstylist to attend one of my parties. The memories of Christmas 1981 when I was forced to attended several Christmas and New Year parties with the Afro has scarred me for life. My dad suggested I blow dry my hair flat, or he could cut it all off with his shaver. I tried the blow dry technique as I didn’t think the bald look would suit me.  If Joy is out there, I have forgiven you.

I woke up looking like this

I woke up looking like this

In search of a decent hairstylist I spotted the following  sign as I was driving through Cuccaro,  Earlier that morning Mrs Sensible had pointed out that with my flip flops and my hair I could almost pass for a mountain man. I wondered what Mrs S would say if I came home looking like the man in the poster.

Beard

Beard and Boris Johnson hair

My hair was long enough for the hairstyle but I might need a year or two to perfect the beard. I went in search of the X-Men in Fubine and pondered which style I could get away with, without sending Mrs S in search of her wet wooden spoon.

Should I maybe choose the mid-life comb over?

The middle aged comb over

I just love that tie and comb-over

Or maybe the mullet

The Mullet

Earl and his Mullet

I was saved from asking for a either, because my Italian only stretched as far as tagliare mio capelli per favore. Please cut my hair.

And so they set to work, the lovely assistant washed and towel dried my hair and Gotta styled my hair. They did such a good job that Mrs Sensible has told me that I should continue to go there.

The coolest of hair stylists

The coolest of hair stylists

The coolest of hairstylists can be found at Via Pietro Longo 13, Fubina (AL) or at his Face Book Page

20 thoughts on “Can I have a comb over please?

  1. Your father cutting your hair story reminded me of my mother who cut my sister’s hair so short and uneven once that we called my sis “Frankenstein”…Yep, she really appreciated that nickname!
    Seriously, your post made me yet again laugh out loud! This time, I’m at work, not on the train so I am alone in front of my computer!
    I’m glad you found a great salon to cut your hair and that Mrs. S was happy too with the results…Gotta looks like one cool dude…hipster to the max….I was hoping you’d post the final results of your haircut but I do like the edge of mystery that keeps us wondering 🙂
    Yes, indeed, the comb-over or the mullet might not have suited you well…I’m sure you look far more dashing…
    Buon weekend e grazie per questa bellissima post!
    *Lia

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  2. i think i’ve done it all to my hair and somehow we both survived. happy you finally met your hair match and may you both live long and prosper. loved the fro too.

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