Hair stresser

So, I'm considering an alternative career.....which might be a good option anyways judging by the way the D-word is going at present (dissertation to the unintiated, careless, sane people). I might want to hone my skills as a hair dresser, I reckon. My hidden talent was revealed to me one sunny morning (uhhhh, yesterday) when my friend (lets call her Sunshine, shall we? She likes that for some weird reason) asked me to trim her long (and I mean Loooong) tresses for her.
We marched into the garden, after only a little initial trepidation on my part. Now, I have to confess, I did underestimate the difficulty level. But the feeling of power that that simple act gave me egged me on. I chopped off about 3" of those gorgeous hair, and S kept looking over her shoulder to check if things were going ok....like that would give me more skill or something.
Just one tiny problem - the rightmost lock got, uh, kind of cut too much. But disaster management - I made a nice U-cut out of it. Ah, the beauty of skilled hands! Yeah, so you shouldn't look too closely at the result. But who wants to look at the hair when the face is sooo beautiful, right?
Then again, maybe I should think of becoming an image consultant.