I gave it to the peach...

Badly in need of haircuts, Justin and I went to the Ritz-Carlton this afternoon. It turns out that, unlike every other kind of service provider in Qatar, hairdressers at the Ritz DO require appointments. Justin was out of luck, but the women's salon managed to squeeze me in. (Salons here are not unisex; the one I usually go to, Diamond Hair Saloon, doesn't allow men on the premises. The Ritz, oddly, has a ladies' salon that employs exclusively men, so my hairdresser was a man.)

Anyway, camera-happy Justin took before and after pictures:

This morning, with my badly overgrown standard Diamond Hair Saloon cut.

This afternoon, with my slick new 'do. What are the odds I'll be able to style it like this ever again?