I personally love them, although I am dealing with a hellacious cowlick on the left hand side! I am no stranger to haircuts! I love hair and I love trying different looks- sometimes with lots of success, sometimes with disastrous results. But it's just hair! It'll grow back, I promise. As a teacher, I have to learn to use humor and self-deprecation to relate to the students. I share this story EVERY year, and my students love it and proceed to tease me about it for the rest of the year.
In fifth grade I was in LOVE. His name was Bronson- and he was tall (for a fifth grader), had a dazzling smile, and some of the best hair I had ever seen (at the time). It was shiny and straight and brown and cut in the popular early 90s "bowl cut". I was smitten. So I went to the hair salon and asked for the same hair cut. My mom was fine with it. In hindsight, I can't decide if that was cruel on her part or super fashion forward. The hair piled around the chair and then I was freshly shorn! I loved it!