Not sure I get it. Is it about the almost spooky half head of red hair at the back? A bit harder to comment on that since the place is identified on the post.
ceo
More about being brought to the ladies salon by yer Ma when you probably feel old enough to go down the barbers yourself. I remember it well… all those Woman’s Own mags.
Spud
Then why is Andrew in there?
His Ma still dragging him in?
Manolo
Ah, understood. My mamasita would cut my hair herself, so I didn’t share the Irish experience.
garthicus
Huh? What am I missing in this pic?
Spaghetti Hoop
Kids getting their communion haircut? Why add to their awkwardness with this?
Eulich McGee
Hairdressers train for 3 years and not only study styling and talking about holidays but also study such things as trichology and geometry. You can become a Barber in as little as 3 months, although to be fair most courses are 12 months.
You want to take your chance with a one style fits all barber thats up to you, it’s also why you look like all your mates, your cow lick won’t sit flat and you don’t know you have dandruff.
In the end though, they have far more experience cutting men’s hair.
The Old Boy
A good hairdresser will do a better job than a useless barber, and God knows there are plenty of those. An awful lot of barbers seem to have a default cut setting of “scalp” that seems to vary little on instruction.
Hank
When your Ma takes you to the hairdressers and some weirdo starts taking pictures of you..
Mick Flavin
At least his trousers aren’t pulled down…
Zarathustra
Mr Flavin, what was that post about? People keep referring to it, and I’m nosey.
Mick Flavin
BS put up a picture of someone at a urinal having a pee “Junior Infants-Style” with their trousers and jocks down. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth in the comments it was taken down.
…and please, Mr Flavin is my father, call me Mick…
No, actually, go back to Mr Flavin…
Kieran NYC
“Junior Infants-Style” had me laughing out loud.
Zarathustra
Thanks, my curiosity has been satiated, although I’m disappointed, I think it’s quite sad that someone would take a photo of someone else going to the toilet, and it’s worse that BS would post it; there must be a scarcity of puddles/chicken nuggets that look like Ireland, or, hipsters going up-hill on fixies. Anyway, I shall compromise, and refer to you as, Junior [Flavin] from now on, should I feel the need to address you specifically on BS. Keep up the artwork/satirical cartoons, they are very well done, and you should try to commission them if you haven’t already :)
Mick Flavin
Thanks Zarathustra.
In defence of the occasional posts that stray beyond the bounds of good taste, they make for some delicious comment section anger porn.
Spock's Last Breath
Like being made change behind the clothes racks in Arnott’s because your Ma wouldn’t wait for the dressing rooms.
I tried a new barbers at the weekend, just up from the Ulster Bank on Camden Street.
Casablanca Barbers it’s called. The attention this man gives is second to none, a very relaxing time, incredibly cheap at €7… but you’ll feel like leaving the tenner when he’s done. It was like a head massage and haircut in one.
Couldn’t recommend him more! :)
Sinabhfuil
Then there’s the Turkish Barber at the Kenilworth crossroads between Harold’s Cross and Terenure. Hot towels, soothing attention, men *float* out of that place.
Not sure I get it. Is it about the almost spooky half head of red hair at the back? A bit harder to comment on that since the place is identified on the post.
More about being brought to the ladies salon by yer Ma when you probably feel old enough to go down the barbers yourself. I remember it well… all those Woman’s Own mags.
Then why is Andrew in there?
His Ma still dragging him in?
Ah, understood. My mamasita would cut my hair herself, so I didn’t share the Irish experience.
Huh? What am I missing in this pic?
Kids getting their communion haircut? Why add to their awkwardness with this?
Hairdressers train for 3 years and not only study styling and talking about holidays but also study such things as trichology and geometry. You can become a Barber in as little as 3 months, although to be fair most courses are 12 months.
You want to take your chance with a one style fits all barber thats up to you, it’s also why you look like all your mates, your cow lick won’t sit flat and you don’t know you have dandruff.
+1
In the end though, they have far more experience cutting men’s hair.
A good hairdresser will do a better job than a useless barber, and God knows there are plenty of those. An awful lot of barbers seem to have a default cut setting of “scalp” that seems to vary little on instruction.
When your Ma takes you to the hairdressers and some weirdo starts taking pictures of you..
At least his trousers aren’t pulled down…
Mr Flavin, what was that post about? People keep referring to it, and I’m nosey.
BS put up a picture of someone at a urinal having a pee “Junior Infants-Style” with their trousers and jocks down. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth in the comments it was taken down.
…and please, Mr Flavin is my father, call me Mick…
No, actually, go back to Mr Flavin…
“Junior Infants-Style” had me laughing out loud.
Thanks, my curiosity has been satiated, although I’m disappointed, I think it’s quite sad that someone would take a photo of someone else going to the toilet, and it’s worse that BS would post it; there must be a scarcity of puddles/chicken nuggets that look like Ireland, or, hipsters going up-hill on fixies. Anyway, I shall compromise, and refer to you as, Junior [Flavin] from now on, should I feel the need to address you specifically on BS. Keep up the artwork/satirical cartoons, they are very well done, and you should try to commission them if you haven’t already :)
Thanks Zarathustra.
In defence of the occasional posts that stray beyond the bounds of good taste, they make for some delicious comment section anger porn.
Like being made change behind the clothes racks in Arnott’s because your Ma wouldn’t wait for the dressing rooms.
*and something about a pink snack*
I tried a new barbers at the weekend, just up from the Ulster Bank on Camden Street.
Casablanca Barbers it’s called. The attention this man gives is second to none, a very relaxing time, incredibly cheap at €7… but you’ll feel like leaving the tenner when he’s done. It was like a head massage and haircut in one.
Couldn’t recommend him more! :)
Then there’s the Turkish Barber at the Kenilworth crossroads between Harold’s Cross and Terenure. Hot towels, soothing attention, men *float* out of that place.
Sounds nice :)
I go there too Sin. He’s good.
I feel bromance in the air, must be spring time!
+1