...I still think my new cut looks best swept away from my forehead. (Photo taken Sunday morning in France, after a red-eye flight from NYC to London and a quick change of shirt at home before a 3 hour car ride to Dover and a 1.5 hour ferry ride to Calais. Man, did I love sleep after that.)
Expect a few more photos of these hair experiments as I work out how many different ways I can jack it up. I am even more pleased with the cut as days go by, though.