I’ve had my hair cut just about everywhere, ranging from my grams kitchen table to ultra-luxe salons. Tried the corner barber shop that’s been there for 35 years, the cheap chain places and the sporty ones that take you to the dark room for some false naughtiness. At the end of the day, the only worthwhile experience is spending the next month feeling like I can wear rags and people will only notice how good my hair looks. Vain? Test out the opposite scenario! I bring a $ 20 bill here and point to one of a hundred different hairstyle headshots and my boy Christian does the rest. My favorite is the Cutler, however there’s one for everyone. They even have plenty of girls styles… but don’t you ladies already have enough places of your own? Anyways, being tucked into the front end of Meijer makes a lot of sense to me. I can safely park my car away from door dings or shop for dry goods if there’s a wait. Certainly mom can drop off the family and have her cart full and paid for by the time they’re done. Guys, give Christian a shot and you won’t regret it. You have my word!