Manly Pursuits No. 09: Hairdressing.

Here's a tricky one.
I am sat watching Top Gear, trying to decide if I actually like the programme anymore.
Linda, having just washed her hair which is now wrapped in a towel, stands between me and the television and says "I want you to cut my hair".
"What?" is my incredulous reply.
It turns out that she expects me to trim about an inch from the length at the back:

Needs doing I suppose.
The only advantages I have are Linda's hair-dressing scissors and the fact that she's wearing a top with lateral stripes.
I go to work:

The astute among you will notice that the stripes on Linda's top aren't, exactly, level.
Errr...
Say nothing, walk away.