I cut off my hair.
After (from the front):
After (from the side, on a bike, with my cousin Carlos):
In retrospect I really miss my hair but at least I got to cut it off in Paris in a salon called “Glamorous”. It was a funny experience. I had dreads in my hair and actually got asked when was the last time I had showered was…I tried to explain my hostel was a dump that gave me bed bugs and the shower/towel situation was no better. Trés chic n’est-pas?