[ameribbean expat]

Exactly. Barbers (men who cut hair) cut men’s hair. Period. And if it doesn’t involve a straight-edge razor on the neck (and a full hot shave around the holidays), you’re wrong. This ranks up there with NFL players wearing pink shoe laces: I don’t care how big your muscles are, what kind of vehicle you drive or how much money you make— if you do it, you’re a fairy.

[rlmorel]

Ha...my wife occasionally goes to the barber with me because we go out for lunch afterwards, and one day she asked if he could trim her hair too, and he ushered her into the chair. Took a little off here and there, charged her what guys get charged, and she was as pleased as punch...:)

I am with you. I love getting the razor, but have never had a full facial shave...I will, though!

(one of the "Why men die young" pictures...:)

[Responsibility2nd]

I imagine this metrosexual guy not only gets his hair cut (oops i mean styled) and approved by his wife, but she also buys his clothes for him.

And she picks out his outfit for him every morning.

(Sheesh)

[I Shall Endure]

A few years ago I returned to the town I grew up. The old-school barbershop is still there, but the old time barber passed away. Now I get my hair cut by a middle-aged lady from Macedonia.

She cuts it just like the old barber did.