In Which I Become a Barber (and Ivan is Brave)

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 There is no barber shop on the island, so hair cutting is a strictly do-it-yourself affair. I've managed to dodge the issue by growing my hair out, but Ivan likes to keep his hair short (and he was getting quite shaggy). He was brave to entrust clipper duties to me.

Want to see the results?

After

So, I'm no Vidal Sassoon, but he looks pretty sharp, doesn't he? I floated the idea of continuing to cut his hair indefinitely, but he said no rather emphatically. And I didn't even nick his ears!

In all seriousness, though, the $20ish clipper set really paid off. He'll get a "real" haircut when we're in Anchorage in December, but my skills should hold him over until then.