Shaving my Head…the Second Time

Last year on my 40th birthday I made a big deal about getting a buzz cut, AKA, shaving my head. I planned a little party at the salon, invited my friends, drank champagne, and made a big Instagram post about it. I loved having the short-buzzed hair cut but also didn’t really think that I would wear my hair that short again. That was until a few days before Christmas 2021.

My hair had grown out much faster than I had imagined since my birthday in March. During the year growing it out, I had fun getting different haircuts from a pixie to a mullet, to platinum Blonde, to a Pink shag bob. I started to think that I wanted to start over again and that’s when the idea to shave my own head came to be.

A little history… when I was 18 my best friend Zoe, came out to Maui for the summer to work on the boats. Zoe was also 18, my best friend since 3rd grade, but had moved to San Francisco in high school. Zoe has always been very cool, easy-going, and beautiful. She would get stopped all the time by modeling agents. I was finishing up a shift at the office working in reservations and Zoe came to meet me after work. She opened the door and the sunlight backlit her and framed her like a golden angel. I remember gasping and saying, “Zoe you look amazing,” and then she stepped in the door and she was totally bald. She of course looked even more striking. She did it for purely practical reasons. Having no hair was much easier when working out on the boats. I never forgot that moment and how much I wanted to shave my head, but I was never ready or felt brave enough to go for it.

Now back to the day before Christmas Eve. I texted my sister if she would help me shave my head and she said, “YESSS!!!” With my boys and her kids all hanging out in the living room, she handed me the clippers and BUZZ BUZZ. My hair was quickly piling up on the floor. It was an incredible feeling shaving my head. I didn’t think I would have such strong feelings since I had a buzz cut before. But there was something about holding the clippers myself that was liberating. I am so happy that I decided to do it again. The second time was better than the first. My sweet mom the other day said, “You look so natural and pretty, I forget that you don’t have any hair.”

If you have ever thought about shaving your head, GO FOR IT!!!! Let me know when, and I can bring the clippers and champagne.