Thick as Thieves
I've got what's between a mullet and a bowl cut right now - which serves me right for whatever jokes I've made in the past about mullets, bowl cuts, and rat tails - the last of which I could technically fashion out of the back-of-neck sprouts.
Because I have a major cowlick, the long hair on the top of my head won't fall, so it kind of rests there like a pile of sweaters. It is soft and kinda silky, like a nice sweater, I'll give it some credit. I know I shouldn't complain and I should be happy to have too much hair versus not enough but fuck it I'm complaining anyway. I look ridiculous! This pic below is of a few weeks ago where I did fashion the "bangs" (if you can call that muppet shit "bangs") to look like Steve Harrington (who also happens to be my friend's cousin--no big deal) but even those semi-tamable piecey strands balloon out in obscene volume now.
Anyway no headband will tame, no bandana will hide, and no amount of styling products will mold this bad boy into anything attractive, let alone just not freaking weird.
That's all I got for now, just thought I'd share an update. I'll take an updated pic soon.