I walk into his bedroom and hold my breath. O dear God. He is gorgeous still, but bald on top and his bangs are shorter than mine were during my brief but startling Parisian Pageboy year.
At least he didn't shave his eyebrows off like my friend
told me that her kid did before picture day at school.
My mom said I cut my own hair too.
Rite of passage I suppose...
You wanna go hat shopping Finn?