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October 16, 2017 | by  | in News |
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Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

VUWSA President Rory Lenihan-Ikin is “feeling fresh!” with his latest haircut.

The haircut took place at Godfather Barbers on Ghuznee Street, “a classic, new age beer and barber joint,” Lenihan-Ikin told Salient.

When asked about the change, Lenihan-Ikin responded, “you want to write a story about my haircut?”

His feelings towards the new look were mixed. “I feel a bit sad to have lost my curls, I feel a bit like a porcupine. But, I’m also glad to feel cleaner.”

“I feel like I’ve shed a layer.”

When asked if this shedding was akin to the wrapping up of his presidency, Lenihan-Ikin responded, “Yeah, I guess so. I mean, unfortunately, that’s not over yet. Well, not unfortunately. I mean, that’s a good analogy. I’m shedding all over the show.”

Salient asked VUWSA Clubs and Activities Officer Marlon Drake how he felt about Lenihan-Ikin’s new haircut, to which he responded, “he’s got a new haircut?”

However, Drake promptly recalled the new look, saying “I think it’s dashing, I think it suits him. He looks great.”

Drake was “not able to comment” on whether he thought Lenihan-Ikin looked like a porcupine.

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