Here at the CloudRaker office, there’s been much talk about haircuts among the men. Our technical director Fred had let his grow particularly wild at one point and just recently had it trimmed down. He and several of our male compadres go to the little barber shop around our corner. A few years ago, my finicky self would’ve thought they were crazy, but paying $10-15 at a barber shop versus $60-80 at the hairdresser is starting to make a lot more sense.
It’s important to note that many guys have never had trouble with the no-frills treatment at barber shops, but many like me, have been more comfortable with hairdressers. It’s not necessarily from a desire to be fashionable, but from a general fear of barber shops. My fear started at 14 years old. It was the mid 90’s and I was trying to grow my hair like Kurt Cobain. Because it was getting a little mulletesque in the back, I asked my mom to take me to that $5 place my family goes to in Chinatown for a trim. I left with one of those early 90’s skater cuts with it long and even on top and totally shaved underneath..
In the last year or so, I’ve noticed a gradual change of heart among men, partially fueled by trendsetters like the Sartorialist. Maybe it’s the economic crisis forcing us to question frivolities like $60 haircuts, or just a general back-to-basics attitude but many have gone back to the way of barber shops. During the Christmas holidays, I went to Salon Caldense on Duluth, paid $15 and got a pretty decent haircut!
photo from Flick creative commons.
Post by Edmund Lam, Jan 19th
Tags: barber shop, haircut, hairdressers, men style
J’avoue que je me rase la tête moi-même et ça fait des années (depuis l’adolescence) que je n’ai pas mis un pied chez le coiffeur.
De même qu’au resto je prends des plats que je ne saurai jamais cuisiner, pour ma tonsure je n’envisage pas de payer pour un service que je fais aussi bien et aussi vite chez moi.
Si tu mets 60$ dans une coupe qui te faire t’exclamer “wow! quel artiste mon coiffeur”, ça vaut le coup. Sinon, va chez le barbier et paie-toi une perruque avec l’argent économisé!
J’avoue que faudrait j’me rase le chest !