I never in my life thought I would type the following sentence and have it be true: I shaved my head. We put on some upbeat music and made some jokes and laughed a bit. But then I lost control of my emotions and entered full mental case meltdown territory. I don't look like me. My hair is all over the floor. I am 28 years old. I have cancer.
It's debatable which is the lesser of two evils -- a bad rug or a bad comb over. Luckily, there have been medical advancements and social and cultural shifts that make solutions for hair loss and hair thinning in both men and women something to embrace. Here's my "piece" on why faux hair doesn't have to be a faux pas.