Fausta's blog

Since the past few days have been very intense, it's time to talk about trivial stuff, at least for a moment.

Back when I was a lot younger and prettier I used to get free haircuts at Sassoon's on 5th Avenue if I agreed to have the chief stylist demonstrate (on me) to the new hires how to do a Sassoon cut. It was a rather odd experience since you are intensely scrutinized while people are not looking at you, but it was a great cut, and much better than getting a free haircut by having the new hires practice on you.

Later on I was invited to have my hair cut at a cosmetics trade show at the Javits Center and that was a similar experience, only in a much larger scale. I was asked to wear black clothes (black turtleneck and black slacks), no jewelry and no make-up (they wanted the make-up to not call attention so they did the make-up once I got there), and to smile brightly after the haircut was finished, all of which I did. That was better than the Sassoon deal because I not only got a great cut, but also got paid for it.

After that, I've been lucky to have good hairdressers who have done a very capable job (except for a couple of hair-raising exceptions) at a moderate price. For a long time I've worn shoulder-length hair, but in my school days wore my hair really long.

So there's always the question of how long to wear my hair.

Never fear: Barcepundit found an economist who quantified how short should your barber or hairdresser cut your hair.

Eric at Classical Values has been pondering the issue in his post, hair raising economic schemes, and he not only has figured out a way to minimize hair disutility but also how to get an installanche. Not quite as good as getting paid for a great haircut, but close.

Not that I would succumb to link-pandering schemes, but if it helps, here's a good view of Glenn Reynolds's haircut: he sports what I call your basic "regular-guy cut":

and definitely not a tupee.

Captain Ed started his hair post by saying, "I'm the last person who should talk about hair"; I post, you decide:


I believe all of this got started over how the Edwards campaign picks up the tab for pricey haircuts, and how Edwards pays $400 for haircuts.

For $400, I can park downtown, stop for a cup of coffee at Halo Pub (which is an ice cream parlor, not a pub), get a haircut at La Jolie (ask for Luyba), and have spare change for a David Yurman bracelet from Hamilton Jewelers.

And this is what my hair looks like,

It seems to me, I'm getting a better deal than Edwards.

But then, I don't have campaign funds to play with.

Labels: Democrats, fashion, John Edwards, politics