Thierry reminded me of a gritty pirate with that funny face of his, his pierced ear and that badass Jesus on the wall. I got a whiff of the sea when I walked into the salon - and he sensed something fishy.
"Do you need a haircut?" "No, but I would love a pic!"
Scissors dance and gleam in his nimble hands, wavy locks of freshly washed hair swish in the ebb and flow of this pirartist's expert touch.
Before I jump ship I show him the photo I took. He looks at his colleage and jokes: "Damn man, even when you're blurry you're the better looking one!"