Last week I came across a story in Men's Health featuring this video compilation of a hundred plus guys who gave up on their thinning hair and fully embraced their baldness, with resounding success. While thinning hair and male pattern baldness were once battled with transplants and plugs, spray-on solutions, chemical/medical treatments, and other expensive and heavily involved measures, shaved heads among men are all the rage now, including among several members here. I personally am a huge fan of a buzzcut and have gone so low as the shorter side of a #1 guard, but never beyond. Questions for the guys: What's your hair coverage situation currently like? Are you happy with how full your hair is now? If your hair is thinning, are you holding onto it for all it’s worth, and how is that working out for you? If not and you're rocking a shaved head, what inspired you to let it go, and how has that worked out for you? Ladies: It's not quite the same story for us, is it? While thinning hair is a very real issue among many women, covering it up by any means necessary still seems the prevailing solution, though the shaved head look among women has gained some traction in recent years as well. Have any of you ever shaved your head before? If not, would you ever consider doing so? If it's something you've considered, would your reasons be only medical (e.g., alopecia, chemotherapy, or excessively thinning hair), or would something else compel/convince you to shave your head? If so, what would that be? ------------ Storytime: The first time I rocked a buzzcut was almost twenty years ago. After growing and keeping my hair at below-shoulder length throughout most of high school and college, I wound up with a curly bob during my senior year, which I loved... but it apparently required more maintenance than I was willing to give. For whatever ill-advised reason, I continued to have cheap hair style establishments hack away at it, badly, over the next few years. My hair is curly when there's enough of it to get it cut, and most folks employed by places like Great Clips and the Hair Cuttery—at least the ones I've encountered—don't exactly know how to stylishly cut curly hair without taking the decidedly geriatric approach of cutting it close at the sides and leaving it super pouf-y on top. The steady progression of crappy haircuts finally landed me with a terrible grandma cut that was so bad, my exwife's first impulse to take me somewhere else to "get it fixed" was immediately shot down—nobody's going to be able to fix this—and she decided we were heading straight home for her to take care of (i.e., get rid of) it with her set of clippers instead. Before: Twenty minutes and a four guard later (she was being conservative), I was delighted with the results. After: Once exwife was out of the picture and I was left to my own devices, I've come around to doing a decent buzz job on myself, have buzzed it considerably shorter since that first time, and haven't set foot in a salon—or a cheap haircut joint—in years (though I do miss having my hair washed and my scalp massaged). I've grown out my hair to its curly/semi-mullet state a bunch of times since then—more often while exwife and I were together since she was the one wielding the clippers—but I've never felt as sound in my own skin as I do with a buzzcut. Weird. In truth, I had first toyed with the idea of shaving my head in high school around Homecoming of my junior year, when underclass football players were hazed with buzzcuts, mohawks, and weird blue dye jobs matching our school's mascot colors. I wanted to shake things up by buzzing off my hair and dyeing what was left royal blue. Knowing just how catastrophic the fallout would have been at home, I clearly opted not to follow through. What amuses me about this is that the few people I shared my idea with cautioned me against it by warning that I might have an oddly shaped head. They assumed I'd instantly regret getting rid of my hair in case my scalp was lumpy or my skull was knobby. Shit... people compliment the shape of my head all the goddamned time now, and I welcome it. And yes, please do rub my head.