For the average Smugger the barbershop is considered holy ground. It’s more than just a place to get your haircut, it is a cultural cornerstone in which you can overhear anything from current events, sports talk, relationship advice, and religious debate. Your haircut is the most essential part of your wardrobe– Let me be the first to tell you that no piece of clothing can compare to a fresh edge up. It transforms your presentation from ashy to classy.
Several females have explained to me how fresh men haircuts make them wanna get naked– yes, naked. I can speak for my own head and say my demeanor is considerably changed when my head is attended to. We all know how hard it is to find a good barber, and to the barber’s defense, there are a lot of grapefruit, oblong, boiled egg, cul-de-sac hairline rockin, Greg Oden wrinkle-head-havin dudes out there.
Which reminds me, I was recently running late for a meeting and had to go to a foreign barber. For the record, going to random barbershops is Chapter 1 in the “Haircut Horror Steps” handbook. Needless to say, the foreign barber pushed my joint back further than Lupe’s third album.
In closing, a fresh outfit begins with a fresh cut, and don’t pick random barbershops.