Well folks, I took the plunge. Last night mom and I ventured out to Hongdae to surrender my 2 feet of hair. Okay, I'm not exactly sure that it was 2 feet but 18 inches at least. Here is the result, in the salon:
You will probably notice that I look tired. That is because I am tired. For those of you thinking of undertaking a course of chemo as say, an alternative to shaving your legs, let me advise against it. It won't kill you, but it isn't what I would call a "fun time". Although I am admittedly in the midst of a pity party, mostly to due to the fact that I'm not looking forward to feeling sick for the next 3 months, it isn't actually the worst thing ever. It is doable. I hope to NEVER, EVER do this again, but it is doable.
Anyway, all that whining aside, here is a pic from today. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to style this myself because I'm not sure I've ever had hair this short (except when I was 2 or whatever, and then didn't care what I looked like) but as you can see, I was successful!
So far I like it. It feels pretty crazy to run your hands through an inch or two of hair when there used to be many, many more but drying it this morning was a snap. I can only assume that being bald is going to be the weirdest thing ever. I will say this though, I've never been so zen getting a short hair cut. It really didn't matter if it was the worst cut ever because this hair will likely only be around for a month.
So there you have it, step 1 on the road to baldness. In another 7 days I should really start to notice the hair coming out and then, maybe, just maybe, some pics will follow.