I have a mullet

Nablopomo

I had my first haircut in over 18 months today and I was quite happy with it when I first walked out of the salon.  Mind you, I wasn't quite as happy as when the hairdresser was cutting it and it was going all flippy and cute looking.  Or when I was getting my head, neck and shoulder massage, or the complimentary hand massage whilst I was waiting for the treatment to work it's magic. 

Anyway, she assured me that all I had to do to style it was step out of the shower and blowdry my head upside down, which suits me because that is a great way to start the day.  Getting the blood to the brain and all.  She then proceeded to get out one of those big, fat, round brushes and spent at least 15 minutes styling it, which is just not on my agenda at all so today was definitely the last time it will ever look so perfectly coiffed.

But now at the end of the day when the styling product has worn off and it's kind of settling in a bit, I just looked in the mirror and realised I'm now in the possession of a glorified mullet.

Will just have to try the upside-down-blowdry in the morning and see what happens.