I look for attractive hairdressers in sexy clothing. The quality of, and cost of, the haircut are lesser concerns. All things being equal, spas which offer massages and serve booze are preferred.
I guess I just don’t care if it is or not. We’re just talking about superficial elements of fashion and grooming, not people’s worth as human beings.
*From here
The #'s refer to the length of hair left by the clippers in 1/8’s of an inch. A #1 will leave 1/8th up to a #8 which leaves a full inch. Some places only use up to about a 6.
Personally, I like very easy to manage hair, so I get a 5 on top with a 3 on the sides. Takes me about 10 seconds to fix my hair in the morning, when it starts to take longer than that then I know it’s time for another cut.
Funny . . . I didn’t realize that Real Men were so insecure as to worry so much about some imaginary standard of masculinity.
Meh, what would I know about real men? I’m a homo anyway. 
Real men? I find that post funny!
I’m so manly I can’t even go to the mall or a grocery store (or church even) with causing those places to fill up with a flood of vaginal fluids.
I go to a pretty exclusive salon where a wonderful person who has been a close friend of mine for many years leases a space. She mostly does ‘cosmetic enhancement’ type of work on well to do middle aged women, but she still loves to just ‘cut hair.’ There’s probably about twenty or so of her old friends that gives haircuts (and styles, colours, perms, etc…) at a price so low for that salon that … well, it’s low for that salon, let me tell ya.
But, she loves making her friends (and other people*) look good. I tip her generously, adding about 50% to what she asks from me. Still almost half price for the norm in her salon.
Real men? We do whatever the fuck we want. That includes doing things to look as good as one possibly can, if that’s important to the real man in question. Obviously, some real men don’t care as much. Fine. More smiles for me.
- she just charges more
;j <--------------------- needs a good stylist
Anyone who thinks that ethnicity doesn’t come into play when it comes to hair doesn’t know know much about hair. And let’s be honest: most hair stylists specialize in the type of hair that they have; my white hair dresser can do black and hispanic hair, she just hasn’t had as much practice in that area. Just like the time I took my fine (as in thin) hair to my friend’s hairdresser (a black salon) and the girl just had no idea what to do with my hair. It had been forever since the last time she cut “white” hair.
That said, why not go to a fancy salon? For one, the hair dressers usually have lots of little extras: wine, massages, etc and so forth. And because you’re a guy, the cut probably wont cost you more than $25. Why not? Who cares if you are the only guy in there? So long as you make it clear you’re straight, you’ll probably be surrounded by women :-).
Do you have any female friends? Just ask them for some names. It isn’t particularly hard to cut male hair, you just need to find a stylist and salon you like.
I’m a real man… if not by my own standards, then by the say-so of my current and ex GF’s. Point me towards a spa and light my fuse any day of the week.
Wholly Fuckmas. You did not go to a reputable stylist to get that fine example of man-hair.
Sorry, bud, but you’re officially a metrosexual half-man. You probably enjoy drinking fine wine and speaking French and using a salad fork.
I met my “stylist” at the apartment complex pool. 25 years ago. After all this time, we’ve got a barter system going; I get a great haircut and she gets a homecooked meal.(not always great, but definitely edible 
)
We’ve been best friends for half our lives now.
Wow, come to think of it, that’s pretty amazing.
Where’s the link to your pic?
I’ve always found success with fashionable hot chicks, or gay guys (the gayer the better). These groups do know how to do hair.
I also stay away from over-35 types. And never pay less than 20 bucks for a haircut. Barbershops? I run away from that shit.
I’m not delicate looking enough to be metro. Sorry to disappoint. If I had a trust fund, I could do a satisfactory impression of a Euro-trash playboy, though.
Uh-huh. You want a croissant and some gruyère, Monsieur?