Long Live Punk


Oh how I appreciate a good punk haircut. In a past life, I must have listened to The Exploited and worshipped Vivienne Westwood. As far back as elementary school, I can recall trying to convince the gentleman at Supercuts (or some variation thereof) to shave the side of my head. Much to my dismay, he had the foresight to see that it wasn’t really my style. To this day, I daydream about asymmetrical ‘dos, plaid, and chains. Alas, I am not punk. And thus, I am reduced to admiring girls like this from afar, spotted in Paris at the Spring/Summer shows.

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