I was a little bummed out at first, but I knew it was coming. I had kinda prepared my self for it mentally. Because I knew it was going to happen. So the next day, I decided to go ahead and cut it off. I went into the bathroom grabbed the scissors, and started cutting. Then I asked my supportive husband to assist me. He got out the clippers and cut away. I almost cried, but I held it in.
I mean I'm Fabulous I can ROCK a bald head. let me say that again I mean I'm Fabulous I can ROCK a bald head. I always wanted to cut it off, but my husband wouldn't approve. Granted I wouldn't went all the way bald, but it would have been really short though.
So now that is all off, I feel kinda liberated, like I don't have to prove anything anymore. ( I feel like I need a hat, because my head cold, but that's another story). As a women, if you can rock a bald head out in the world and still feel Fabulous, you're pretty much the BOMB.. lol....at least I am!!