Before I go on this trip and blog to all my fans... I have to look good, so I went to my personal hairdresser -- Keith! Keith is the best! We decided to go with a shorter summer cut for the road trip. I was concerned about getting too hot when I visit the Hooters girls (by the way -- at the first Hooters in Clearwater, FL), but I wanted a good enough 'do so I wouldn't get kicked out of any foo foo establishments in New York City.
Contrary to tabloid articles, I do not have a toupee. I indeed have real hair that grows. When it gets long it poofs out like a mushroom and sometimes if I accidentally spill red dye on it, then people mistake me for Ronald McDonald's son.
Here's my before photo:
As you can see, it had been a few months since my last hairmow. I was considering a mohawk or mullet, but my mom won't let me get the mullet. She said the mohawk would be OK, but to remember that I was traveling into Texas!
Here is Keith in action:
I had enough hair cut off to make a small pin cushion!
I had to give my main main Keith some props!
He gave me some good advice. He said to stay true to my art and keep reporting the truth on my blog. He said, if the Jelly Belly factory sucks then say "it sucks" in my blog, and not to sell out to "the man" at any cost.
Werd, Keith, werd.
No comments:
Post a Comment