Showing posts with label comb over. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comb over. Show all posts

Friday, 7 July 2017

A bad idea...?

Do you ever get tired of your furstyle?

My facial furs have fallen more or less symmetrically either side of my snout my whole life, more or less.

So last night I decided to ring the changes and experiment with a side-parting, just for once.

But after Gail told me the words that came to mind when she saw the result were "comb over", "Bobby Charlton" (you have to be of a certain age and nationality to appreciate that one, apparently) and, horror of horrors; "Donald Trump", I realised that it might not be such a great idea after all.

What do you think?