Monday, November 2, 2009
Monday #45: Boston, United States
November 2, 2009 in Boston, Massachusetts. Monday Photo guest appearance by Tiana.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Monday #44
October 26, 2009 at the road to the residence of the president of the University of Maryland in College Park, Maryland.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Monday #43
October 19, 2009 in front of McKeldin Library with Testudo, mascot of the University of Maryland in College Park, Maryland.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday #36
August 31, 2009 at the Sugar House in Alexandria, Virginia.
First real haircut since shaving my head.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Monday #31
July 27, 2009 outside the Schloss Leopoldskron in Salzburg, Austria, with a view of the Untersberg.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Monday #29
July 13, 2009 on Jean and Jason's rooftop deck in Ukrainian Village in Chicago, Illinois.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Monday #26: Chios, Greece
June 22, 2009 in Chios, Greece.
It has been half a year since I shaved my head. My feelings about it have varied a lot during that time, but the reasons I did it never changed. A lot of people have asked about it, so here they are, in no particular order:
1. The experience. I had never shaved my head before, but I always loved the soft prickliness of short buzzed hair. I wanted to do it once, before I had a job where I might have to worry about appearances, etc. I couldn't imagine living my whole life not knowing what it's like to have a shaved head.
2. A social experiment. I wanted to see how people would treat me differently when I did not look conventionally attractive. The kind of people I like to have as friends are not the kind of people who care one way or the other how your hair looks. This seemed like a good way to sort people out.
3. The personal challenge. It wasn't that easy to look so different, to lose something I certainly enjoyed. I wanted to see how I responded to looking less conventional, too.
4. The detachment from material/physical things. My hair is long and lovely and naturally blond and I wanted to be able to let it all go. I also noticed that as I started thinking about doing it, I felt a sort of hesitation or reluctance inside and I realized I was a little attached to my hair, and a little vain about it. I wanted to let that go, too.
5. Donation. Along with my friend Tracy, we donated the hair to Locks of Love.
That covers most of it, I guess. That's enough anyway, right?
1. The experience. I had never shaved my head before, but I always loved the soft prickliness of short buzzed hair. I wanted to do it once, before I had a job where I might have to worry about appearances, etc. I couldn't imagine living my whole life not knowing what it's like to have a shaved head.
2. A social experiment. I wanted to see how people would treat me differently when I did not look conventionally attractive. The kind of people I like to have as friends are not the kind of people who care one way or the other how your hair looks. This seemed like a good way to sort people out.
3. The personal challenge. It wasn't that easy to look so different, to lose something I certainly enjoyed. I wanted to see how I responded to looking less conventional, too.
4. The detachment from material/physical things. My hair is long and lovely and naturally blond and I wanted to be able to let it all go. I also noticed that as I started thinking about doing it, I felt a sort of hesitation or reluctance inside and I realized I was a little attached to my hair, and a little vain about it. I wanted to let that go, too.
5. Donation. Along with my friend Tracy, we donated the hair to Locks of Love.
That covers most of it, I guess. That's enough anyway, right?
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