Desperate times call for desperate measures and, with my hair getting all kinds of out of control, I figured I’d ask my husband to cut my hair. What’s the worst that could happen? It’s a straight forward cut - no layering or fancy stuff - how wrong could it go?

Well, you’ll have to watch to the end to find out but two things to note:

1. I’m the worst control freak.

2. He’s annoyingly good at cutting hair.