1986???My little sister back in the day
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Love the 80s big hair!
She looks like she's straight out of Brat Pack movie!
Hair is symbolic for a lot of people, so I'm not surprised that you find people projecting their perspectives onto you and lamenting your baldness. It's awesome that you don't care, though!Cutting one's hair can be really liberating!
This is so true. I felt a lot better once I went bald. I hated how I looked with hair.
It has been my experience (as someone whose hair began receding in his early 20s) that other people seem to have more of an issue with baldness/premature balding than I do.
I made my peace with genetics long ago and haven't given it much thought. It's only when other people seem uncomfortable about it when the topic comes up, and in these cases only because they think I'm] uncomfortable or insecure about it, when really I'm just like, "Bitch please. It's hair."
Then I remember - a lot of these same people imbue much of their self-worth and that of others mostly based on how good they look or how good they perceive themselves to look compared to the societal or cultural ideal. RedFenix, for example, once had just such a reaction to me and I realized it was much bigger a deal for her than it was for me.
Anywho... I guess if you want to look at it from a positive standpoint, I no longer place such importance on looks as opposed to character when assessing someone. And while it does bother me a little that there are people out there (especially potential dates/lovers) who might otherwise be just fine and perfect for me and I for them if I only had a mop full of hair on top, I don't know that I'd really want to associate with them if that one characteristic - completely out of my own control - was a dealbreaker.
Plus, I love being able to tell people "I'm not balding, I just get lots of head."![]()
Awwww....no one recognizes who I'm with (he's on the right).On Saturday I was at the magnificent Oakland Paramount Theater to see the U.S. premier of Kevin Brownlow's restoration of Abel Gance's 1927 epic Napoleon (5.5 hours long, with three intemissions!) accompanied live by 46 musicians of the Oakland East Bay Symphony.
During the first intermission, as I walked along the mezzanine, I saw a familiar face...
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I hadn't seen him in person since I interviewed him on the Paramount lot in mid 1990...almost 22 years ago!
Awwww....no one recognizes who I'm with (he's on the right).
My little sister back in the day
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I found my old Pinewood Derby cars. Both of them champions.
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A hotdog and a coffin.
Before I hacked off all my hair. Taken in my freshman dorm room. It had been longer, but I cut off about 6 inches my senior year of high school to even it out:
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Hello Everyone!
I think that there are about 5 people on this board who know me, so I'd like to introduce myself. Here I am, with One-Eyed Jack, the pirate cat:
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So, I say hello everyone, and the pirate cat says Arrr.
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