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Must protect the hair

I’m not at all vain about aging, except for one thing: hair. The thought of balding scares me unreasonably. If my hairline ever starts to recede or a bald spot forms at the back, I’ll seek medical remedies immediately. I don’t care to spend thousands of dollars on teeth straightening or laser eye surgery, but for hair loss I would gladly throw money at the problem. As I head into my later 30s, I am definitely, unreasonably, proud that I still have a full head of hair.

Thank you, the genetics of my forefathers and foremothers.

Of course, I’m not immune to the random strays of white hair. Luckily it has not (yet) developed to a point of unmanageable. Every week or so I would spend about 10 minutes in the front of the bathroom mirror to pluck the white hairs out. Obviously this is only possible if you grow out your hair like I have. Do white hairs grow back once they’ve been pulled from its roots? I don’t know: I’m unreasonably afraid that the answer is yes, were I to look it up.

When white hair starts dominating my head, I will for sure be using hair dyes. Hopefully that is something way down the road.

Does a hat-wearing habit accelerate or cause balding? I certainly hope not. I wear a hat to work everyday, just like gentlemen of old at the turn of the 20th century. Function? To keep the sun out of my eyes. At work it isn’t so convenient to carry around a pair of sunglasses (they also fog up while wearing a mask), so I wear a billed hat instead. I don’t think I or anyone can pull off a top hat these day, like the gentlemen of old.

What are you unreasonably self-conscious about?

Housemate’s Prime Day haul.