When I was an art student I met a really beautiful model in a club, who had waist length hair, and I stupidly lied that I could cut hair.
She tracked me down, and turned up at the college, and I had to cut her hair with big cloth cutting shears.
Suprisingly she quite liked her aysmmetric, choppy, bob.
If it wasn't for the Parkinson's I'd happily bob you too.
