When I was a college student, we had a small secret club for women who preferred bald men. We were tired of being the butt of jokes by other women, or our families, or basically anyone who knew that we found bald men appealing. Here we could confide in each other without fear of ridicule.
What was it we liked about bald men? The sense of strength, confidence, intelligence, a well-seasoned maturity combined with a well-reasoned sense of self confidence. The way they simply radiate passion and masculinity. Did you know that there is an old tradition that some men are so brilliant and fiery that their overwhelming passion burns out the roots of their hair? Sigh.
Meanwhile, all of us knew at least one sterling young man who was fretting over his hairline, and here we were trying to tell them DON'T DO IT! Agh! Toupees! Implants! Rogaine! Yuck! You might think it covers it up, but a woman always knows. Even my 13-year-old daughter always knows. Some guy walks through a hallway, or appears on a TV talk show. We glance at each other, and then in unison say, "TOUPEE!" and start giggling madly.
I don't think anyone can say it better than the way Christine Lavin has in her song, "Bald Headed Men." The first time I heard this song, it was playing on WNUA in Chicago early in the morning as my alarm came on. I thought I was dreaming. I spent half the morning on the phone, trying to get the album info from the DJ, who didn't remember it ...
Anyway, back to baldness. I have just a few things to say to any man worried about his hairline. It really does take all kinds to make the world go round, and women really do exist who prefer baldness (take a look at my two favorite baldies below). Just be yourself, and be proud! Anybody who razzes you about it is either excessively immature, or just doesn't have any idea what they are talking about. Baldness is sexy. Mrrrrowww!
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