After a bout with the flu (H1N1????) and months of no haircuts, I flipped my wig and begged my honey to try and cut my hair. Since he is a saint, he gave it a try! I am so pleased with it! He had Jassy help eyeball it in the beginning, but then just went wild! Dang, I love this guy. By the way, he knows nothing about hair other than it grows on heads and various other parts. He is brave.