Quarantine head vs vacation head:

It’s been months and months since I had a haircut. The hair salons around here are all open, but I don’t trust them with my hair. I went to a local hairdresser once and regretted it. For the last ten years or so, I only ever go to “my” hairdresser off Odenplan. But taking the train (!) to town (!) to go to a hairdresser (!) seems quite frivolous in these times of social distancing. So I’ve been putting it off. Instead I’ve been toying with the idea of just getting rid of my hair. Vague thoughts of “what if it doesn’t look professional enough” have been keeping me from doing it.

Now I’m on vacation and don’t need to look professional, and the hair is off.

It feels so liberating, so clean and light! My hair had fortunately already passed that worst stage when it makes my neck itch, but this is even better. It has no itching potential anywhere at all. And it is so very practical.

However any time I happen to look in the mirror, I feel like I’m looking at a stranger. And I don’t look in the mirror very often so it will probably take days before I get used to the new look (as opposed to the new feel).

Eric did the trimming and Adrian held the camera.