I was an anchorman at a television station and it was sweeps week. We were all asked to think of something we could do to attract viewers. That was on Friday. When I got up Saturday, and was in the shower, I thought of something to do that would attract viewers. Stopped the shower, got out, dried my hair, took out a set of clippers and buzzed it down. Back in the shower, foamed up my whole head and shaved it down. Repeated the process on Sunday and early Monday morning. I showed up, by design, too late to prevent me from going live and we certainly got more viewers. Plus articles in the papers, at other stations, on the radio etc. That was almost 20 years ago and I've never gone back. I wasn't balding, although I was then in my late 40's, but it just felt good, distinguishing, fitted my face. And that's why I shaved my head. PJ
I'm BBC. Last May a friend of mine cajoled me into participating in a St. Baldrick's Foundation head shaving event that he and his wife were running. I was buzzed down with no guard then went home and shaved completely smooth. I immediately loved it and have shaved everyday since then. Within about three weeks, I could no longer remember what I looked like with hair or how it felt to have hair!
I was always fascinated by the idea of shaving my head - even back in the 70s-80s when it was really rare (except for Yul Brynner and Kojack). It was always something I wanted to try. And as years passed and it became more acceptable, I got closer and closer to taking the plunge. I was always changing up my hair styles, and around the time I was 35, I'd gotten a #2 buzzcut. I came home from the barber and kept looking in the mirror and thinking that I really wanted to finish the job. So I took my battery powered beard trimmer and ran it straight down the middle. No turning back. But the clippers were wimpy and my hair was thick, so that first time was long and painful. But after I clipped it off, I lathered up and shaved it clean. I still remember that first time I heard the sound of a razor across my head and that first drive with the top down and my bald head in the wind. And the feeling of a smooth head when it hits a cool pillow when you go to bed. I was hooked.That first time, I stayed sly for almost a year, got bored and grew it back. But every so often, I'd find an excuse to shave again. I'd be Dr. Evil for halloween. Make stupid bets that I'd almost certainly lose. I'd dare another friend to shave by saying I'd do it too. And now, I don't need excuses anymore. When the mood hits, I take it all off and shave daily until I need a change. My friends no longer even comment or react when I suddenly show up bald. It's just part of who I am and everyone accepts it.
Its an amazing feeling even better is swimming with a freshly shaved head Sensations are quite liberating
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