We are just past our ankles in September and it is time for a change.

Filled with bold ambition to edge towards a slightly different look, and tired of sporting long lacklustre hair, I went for a lob at the hairdresser.

I wish I could say it was down to some shrewd fashion forecasting on my part, that I went in armed with a scrapbook full of notions of a mane designed to rouse the motions, but, I’m busy, and before I could  get comfortable in my push-up chair, my hairdresser simply barked ‘Lob!’ at me. Continue reading Lob Haircut →