I've got cut half in two, once, and blowed up a time or two, but nothing permanent.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I can't imagine going back to long hair. Cutting it was the greatest thing I ever did.
I've had my face sliced open one day. Stunt man went one way, and I went the same way and had a few stitches.
I've just had an operation, but nothing too serious.
To this day, my haircut is the number two clippers, which I apply to myself every month.
I've tried to have a regular haircut, but it just pops back up again, so this is the way it's going to be.
I cut my own hair most of the time. You just do it all by feel.
Nothing is ever cut-and-dried. There's anguish behind everything.
When my hair was shorter, I used to get it done every couple of days... but I got tired of that.
When I was at Babbo, I was covered in scars and scabs and burned bits - melted hair, ribbed burns I got reaching across the top of a hot skillet... I sliced off the tip of my finger. I cleaved my forehead - a deep, ugly wound. Luckily, it regenerated.
Never cut what you can untie.