Despite what my picture suggests, sometimes I need a haircut. I know it’s that time of year when my hats don’t fit anymore or when strangers come up to me and give me change. Whichever comes first. Then I borrow some clippers from a friend, pluck out all the pubic hair stuck in them, and shave my head.
But it recently came to my attention that such grooming habits are generally frowned upon, so yesterday I tried something new. I went to Aveda, the new haircutting school at 40th and Chestnut. Aveda is a big bi-level warehouse — it would have made for a great club. But does it make for a great hair salon?

