This is the haircut for you — but you probably already knew that. Unless you’ve got a kind of floppy English-schoolboy ‘do, or some post-heyday ’70s length.
I just got a short cut last week, and it was the most thorough and fastidious visit to the barbershop in my life. Granted the guy wet-shaved my neck and worked on my beard a bit, but still, an hour in the chair? Fortunately the place is only two blocks from my chiropractor. — CC