Day 1

A few things of note on my 1st day of barber school. Namely:

 

1. My commute. In Los Angeles, it’s normal to spend 2+ hours a day driving to and from work. My new London commute is a tranquil 30 minute walk along houseboat-lined Regent’s Canal.

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Sure beats morning gridlock on the 101/110/10 freeways.

 

2. The barber academy. Our school is located inside Gents of London, a bustling barber shop in central London. The shop itself has a great old-school vibe, and they rock a killer playlist all day long (lots of Northern Soul & Madchester classics).IMG_9854

 

3. Kate. Each of us received a full barber kit and a mannequin head named “Kate” with super long hair, on which we will practice our sectioning, cutting and clipper technique bit by bit, until she is sporting an army-short buzz cut. I dubbed mine ‘Kate Tastrophe’.

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Kate Tastrophe + my shiny new barber kit

4. Papi! Our main instructor and barber overlord for the next 10 weeks is Papi Georgiou, a 3rd generation barber from East London. I’m pretty sure he would like me to mention that he is a very fashionably dressed gentleman scholar, or something like that.

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Papi, our main man.

 

5. Technique. First things first: Forget everything you thought you knew about scissors. We spent a good chunk of time practicing holding the scissors perfectly level/still and moving the blades with our thumb, which is WAY harder than it sounds—the whole class struggled with it at first.

Next, we practiced a scissor-over-comb combo. Again, way harder than it sounds. Finally, we moved on to sections and splits, because this is my life now.

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Practice makes less imperfect.

 

Lots of information to process, and there is tons more heading our way.

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