I just got a haircut today at Geppi’s Barber Salon in Little Italy, just a few steps from my door. I’d been expecting a plain old barber shop, populated by old men clipping away with their shears.
The word “Salon” should have tipped me off.
It was just a bit like walking into an FHM magazine, and having a supermodel cut my hair. Which certainly wasn’t a bad thing, I assure you. Felicia (I think that was her name) is a great hairdresser, plus, she likes cats. The price was surprisingly cheap — $15 and tip — and I think I look pretty good.
Maybe I should get my hair cut more often. ;)