Real Life Peaky Blinders Haircut Novels & Stories

For the first time in what felt like forever, I wasn’t constantly looking over my shoulder. Life settled into something that felt…normal. Blair found work as a gym instructor again quickly becoming a favorite among clients. Her red hair once cropped short now fell in soft waves down her back. She insisted I dye my hair black to throw off anyone who might connect us to our past and though I rolled my eyes at the suggestion, I went along with it. I looked good black haired. I found work at a fine restaurant downtown. The owner was an older woman who appreciated my work ethic and never asked too many questions.

He looked at his reflection as she pinned his hair and got out a shaver, changing the guard and plugging it, then hearing the horrifying buzzing sound. He scooped his phone out of his pocket, nervously typing out a text. She pulled out the shaver, i swear i'll end up bald. why are you texting me, i'm literally on the other side of the room. So what, you want me to yell out to you?? good point So what's the problem? can't you hear it? she's shaving my head!! That's the point of an undercut you dumbass baby i need mental support, please work with me here

"Maybe one day I will be, but for now it's just like…like I got my hair cut short, and I need it to grow out to feel like myself again, or something like that." "I get that. Andy once shaved my head as a prank. I do not look good bald." "Ha! Did you get him back?" she asked in amusement. "Are you kidding me?" he asked in disbelief. "Who do you take me for? Of course, I did. I super glued his alarm clock to the ceiling. He busted a hole in it trying to get the alarm clock down."

But a little longer than before. “How would you like it if you cut it like Zayn Malik's hairstyle now?” asked Claire while playing with her husband's hair. Alex just let her fingers play around his hair. But because his height was quite far from Alex's, Claire had to stand on tiptoe. “Don't! People will get confused between me and Zayn Malik.” Claire chuckled at her husband's answer. “Alright, let's just shave it off! We'll make your hair bald. Bald looks more attractive.”

Quinn Pov We were currently heading to the park. Liam and I have both gotten our hair cuts. Liam's very long blonde hair is now short, the sides and back of his hair is cut and the front side to the middle is now very long covering his forehead. He chose the style himself saying the kids at school have that type of hair that he also wants it, and we got to give the kid what he wants. As for me, I trimmed my hair. It is now resting in my waist area. I also washed my hair. And of course where we will go that people won't fawn at Dave, the workers were all over him and as usual I sat there giggling with Liam as he looked so uncomfortable. And when I couldn't take it anymore, that was when I dec

You'd think being ten minutes late was some kind of world-ending crisis. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I yelled back, rolling my eyes as I put the finishing touches on my pixie cut with a single purple streak in the front. Short black hair wasn't just a style; it was a statement, and you couldn't just walk out looking like a mess.

I nodded and, following Erin's suggestion, slapped Caleb twice more. His rage erupted. "Maeve Griffith! Don't push your luck!" "Push my luck? It's just two slaps. It's not like you'll get a concussion," I retorted. I yanked off my hat, revealing my bald head. "And this, too, Caleb. When are you going to pay for cutting my hair and pushing me into a concussion? Don't tell me that you're not even willing to pay back this little bit of money?"

“Tell me more.” “The bald heads were an absolute shocker for one,” She said, so serious that Killian burst into laughter. “I kid you not, Kill… here I was, mentally prepared to at least cut my hair up to my chin, but they just casually had everything off, and when I saw them, I was just like, hell no… I’m not doing this shit.”

What wasn’t was how I had to stand on my tip toes to even reach his head. “You know,” I said casually, snipping away at the wild mess of hair, “most people would literally kill for hair like this. But on you? It’s more 'hermit chic' than 'runway ready,' don’t you think?” I felt him stiffen slightly under my hands, and I couldn't help but smirk. Oh, so he was that type, huh? A little touchy. I softened my voice just a touch. “Relax, big guy. I used to cut my own hair back in the day. Sure, it was a disaster, but hey, I've learned since then.”

Mom was coming out right when i stopped at their door, she almost bumped right into me, when i saw her, my mouth dropped open, She was wearing black ripped jeans, a black shirt with spiked knee high boots, her hair was in a high ponytail, shaking my head i gently pushed her back into the room telling her sit down, she looked confused but sat down anyway, “Mom you look hot as h3ll, but i don't like the high ponytail, you look like your going through something like that,” i took out her ponytail, brushed it so it wasn't tangled, my mom had dark long hair, it was almost down to her a$$. so i decided to cut it, we had an hour left, So why not, i cut it where it was in the middle of her back, i